Given to the Ghoul

They sent Mina into the desert to be sacrificed. To die upon the sweeping hot sands, torn limb from limb by ghoulish tooth and claw. Devoured. Appease the monsters, and they’ll leave the town alone. Isn’t that how it always went? One had come to devour her. But not like they said in the stories. It wasn’t blood it spilt. That’s not what it wanted.