Sinister Songs

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.:.”They have returned, from their Chthonic Womb, to the Middle World. Every 17 years, their Sinister Songs fill the air, like a Sinister Adhaan, calling us to prayer, recalling us into the darkness to pay homage to the Dark Goddess,” said the Mistress to the Chosen One.

The Chosen One took a deep breath and just nodded. There was a solemn look upon his aged face. He remained silent. Reflecting inward.

Said the Mistress to the Chosen One: “Are you having second thoughts?”

“No,” he said to the Mistress. “I want to do this. I want to be with my wife. This body of mine is ragged, sister. I can’t live with this cancer anymore.”

“Yes. She’ll be happy to be with you again. There is no greater sacrifice than giving your mortal self as an offering of your own free will and accord. Such Devotion is a precious gift to the Dark Goddess. Do you hear them singing in the trees? They call for you.”

He nodded and took another deep breath: “Let’s go,” he smiled at the Mistress, “to the red light district.”

“Okay, we’ll meet you there,” she hugged the Chosen One, to comfort him.

And so, he flew far away, on a plane, to the designated place where the ceremony would be held. It was a quiet place. A place surrounded by forests. A primitive place. An ancient river of Death.

Thus did he, the Priest of Satan, the Chosen One, in his white robe, walk barefoot, to the Temple, lit by red candles, outside along a forest, at the edge of the Holy Ganges river; on that night of the ceremony. The night was cold. The air filled with the aroma of musk and incense of Jupiter.

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