Stone Circle fallen through the stones

He was pinned, and it was only his fault.

Vasya winced at the teeth and weight upon him, and tried to find his words.

It—it—it—gods there, he stammered, searching in vain for the word. Nothing came to mind from his mother tongue, but then from his training—

Hörgr! he exclaimed, eyes wide. Hörgr. Sacred place. Important.

But they'd kill him, if he made no sense. Vasiliy closed his eyes, preparing to meet his ultimate fate amid the fangs of these wolves.