wandering through the Wood one night, i saw from afar a shivering flame upon a hill.
consumed by curiousity, i meandered through paths known only to me, dark beneath the cold stars.
i drew close, still in shadow; to the bonefire.
spirits danced within the fire; as He danced around it;
lean and brown, the horned one danced;
his body giving off eldritch sparks as he whirled to a silent song.
he moved closer and closer to me; i knew no fear.
as he reached out to take my hand in his;
and as i gazed into those dark, mad eyes,
i knew no more.