Lacta

Lacta
The sister of the cult of the Jug, cookies and flute
On a late rainy evening, the old man knocked at the poor house, in the dim light of the wax he was discovered by the poor owners, the old man looked weak and thin, an unprecedented feeling of pity pervaded the admitted greybeard. After the funeral the house was empty and cold. All that remained with the owners, only a jug of milk, cookie and a flute. The old man, wrapped in a decayed scarf, slowly sat down at the table, drops of milk rolled down his old beard, then he tasted the cookie mademade of oats and gently pushing the flute to itself, played a magical melody on it, the hearts of the owners of the house were healed, and the cold of the house again filled with warmth. The old man went away and no one else saw him, but a rumor spread throughout the village that it was no longer the old man, but the creator of everything. This miracle covered the hearts, forming the most powerful cult of the Jug, cookie and flute.
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