Unacceptable Sacrifice: Fantasy

A rivulet of blood ran down from the mother's eyes, and she stone idol didn't blink./ The sacrifice was not acceptable. There will be a reckoning in the harvest to come, the priestess warned them. She didn't approve the sacrifice, and it is now too late. You will not be able to try and appease her again until next year. The priestess nudged the sacrifice, who moaned softly, too drugged to understand what was going on around her. This one now will be one with the priestesses, for that is how the goddess chooses us. There is no reason that she should have been sacrificed, ad that is why the mother refused her. You should have found a guilty one. "But, she *is* guilty," the leader shouted.

Inspiration: "rivulet"
Story Potential: Low
Notes: And then Himself tromped in with his big noisy feet and started shouting my name and wouldn't shut up and leave me alone long enough to concentrate. Grrr.