& @casually-writing // plotted.
THE BINDS WRAPPED AROUND HER WRISTS WERE TIGHT, HARSH, cutting off the blood flow to the tips of her fingers and chaffing the flesh around her wrists as if she were a criminal being lead to their judgement day - somehow the truth was far worse. Anna glared at the back of the town's elders as they held the other end of the rope tied around her wrists, and lead her through the village's streets and then out of the safety of the town's walls into the dark woods beyond. her feet were bare as the brunette stumbled her way into the dark unknown, no light on the path for her to see as the leader of the town walked ahead with a torch in his hand while the other elders and the priests followed, murmuring songs and praise that were well known for the ritual of the sacrifice. they had dragged her from her home, dressed in nothing but her simple cotton nightgown, tied her up like a pig for slaughter and paraded her for all to see who had been chosen for the sacrifice of this year's summer solstice.
"I hope you all burn in hell." Anna hissed through gritted teeth as the men threw the rope over a branch of one of the trees, pulling at it until she was forced to lift her arms above her head, barely keeping balance on her tip toes. they tied the rope to stay in place and then left her hanging by her wrists, the thin nightgown doing nothing to shield her from the cold of the night before the town's leader brought a knife to the line of her collarbone and made a cut. the crimson of her blood immediately soaked into the cotton of the dress, cold realisation dawning on her - they would not make her bleed out. they left her here to lure in the beast to have his own fun with her.