Fantasy Drabble #13 “The One True Faith”

The house was nearly destroyed: the roof swept off as if by the hand of a god, the stone walls buckled and bent, the foundation cracked.

I despaired. I admit to weeping. I sacrificed my best goat and prayed to Orgu to send help or a quick and merciful death.

Orgu is the god of herders, which is how I come to him. But he is also the god of insects. Within moments of my prayer’s end, the ground blurred and darkened with the spiders in their multitude. The house is a black crawling mass. I think they’re rebuilding it.

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