Heart of Mary

I always visited a corner of the forest, where he, Baphomet, was waiting for me. But one day, he disappeared (just as many statues disappear out of nowhere). After feeling his absence, I saw a hidden path behind it. I followed it to a ruin, which looked like a house, where I sensed the presence of a witch. That was when he saw her: Mary! Her sacred heart, surrounded by thorns, burned, pierced by a sword. I asked if I could leave a candle, and I was given permission. When I lit one candle, I realized that two more were missing, which added to that one made three.