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: Small cauldrons bubbled with pseudo-runes etched into their sides, while black cats and frogs flitted through the shadows. The air vibrated with a dissonant music—a "Dream of a Witches’ Sabbath"—where screeching laughter replaced melody.

: At the center sat a colossal figure with black fur and symmetrical, twisted horns—the Great Goat. Witches approached to offer personal sacrifices or perform the osculum infame (the shameful kiss) beneath his tail as a sign of loyalty. The Witch's Sabbath

As she landed on the windswept summit, the was already in full, chaotic swing: : Small cauldrons bubbled with pseudo-runes etched into

Elspeth joined the dance, her feet barely touching the earth. In this "fell hour," time seemed to lose its meaning. But as the first hint of gray touched the eastern horizon, the ecstasy began to curdle into a nightmare. The Great Goat stood, his single eye glowing, and with a deafening screech that sounded like the tolling of a funeral bell, the gathering vanished into the mist. Witches' Sabbath - Nightmare Magazine Witches approached to offer personal sacrifices or perform

: A crowd of thousands—some say as many as 10,000—milled about in the firelight. Contorted faces, more possessed than human, expressed a terrifying joy.

: They feasted and danced with "joyful abandon," a dark inversion of the somber church rites they had fled.