sugarsweetychan

                  A group of cloaked individuals stood in a perfect circle, with raised heads staring up into the sky, chanting in a strange and rhythmic language. The tallest in the gathering stood in the center, the only female in the crowd, and her very presence demanded authority. In her hands she held an athame which glowed with a strange blue light, and unlike the others her cloak was a blood red. Her face, shadowed in the hood of her robe, was hidden but it did not hinder the ability to speak for her voice was clear and precise. She spoke in the same strange tongue as the others but there was a coldness and cruelty to the way she spoke