#frescaprayed

The night was late, too early in the morning to call it night-time as the next day creeped in from the dark. The shrine he built was small and private. In the woods away from people but quite a simple place. It was small and just a simple enclosure with an altar and small minimalist carvings of the deities he worshipped. In mid prayer and completly nude, he turned shocked to see someone standing in the entrance. “How did you find this place?” he asked, slightly panicked.