The Hunter's Moon

Aurelia stood at the edge of the stone circle, her heart filled with a deep reverence and an overwhelming sense of anticipation. The mist danced around her, weaving in and out of the ancient stones that loomed above her in a majestic fashion. It was as if the circle itself was a living, breathing entity, pulsing with supernatural energy. She had discovered this sacred site shortly after their arrival at Druid's Moor, and she knew it was a sign from the goddess herself. The impending Hunter's Moon hung low in the sky, its gentle light illuminating the intricate carvings etched into the stones. As a devoted follower of the triple goddess, Aurelia felt a sense of connection to this place unlike any other. She closed her eyes and breathed in the mystical air, preparing for the powerful rituals that would take place under this moon's watchful gaze.

Aurelia carefully and deliberately arranged the candles, their wicks trimmed and wax melted just enough to hold their shape. As she placed each one at the base of the stones, their flickering flames cast dancing shadows on the thick layer of vibrant green moss covering the ground. In the center of the circle, she reverently laid the fox carcass as a tribute to the spirits of the land. Its fur was sleek and glossy, shimmering with hues of red and gold in the firelight. The scent of burnt wood and herbs filled the air, creating an otherworldly atmosphere. Aurelia stood for a moment, taking in the tranquility of this sacred space before working her way to stand over the fox carcass in the middle, preparing herself for the night of meditation before her.

"Aurelia Veratti"