We ate and began our trek to the altar. Even though he didn’t complain, I knew his leg had to hurt. The walk there was slow, and neither of us said much. The moon wasn’t full, but still provided plenty of light.
Soon, we arrived at the river, and Rhett waited for me to lead the way. Frogs croaked behind us as we made a left and passed the crying stone women. We stopped at the edge of the clearing and stared at the altar.
Rhett hurried towards it, and I followed behind him. He stepped over the moonbean vines and didn’t stop ‘til we were standing in front of the altar steps.
“I haven’t seen an altar for Selene since I was a boy.” His voice we full of awe.
“You’re supposed to take your shoes off before you walk on the platform.” I took my boots off and climbed onto the first step without
