Not my art! This image was put together by the great goat-connoiseur  Twice!
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Jabulu never was like the other goats in the pastures. The other kids would tease him for how he kept laying out sticks and stones in various geometric shapes - until that one fateful day where he accidentally made a portal to a demonic realm, got swallowed up and spit back out with badass fur markings and a penchant for lime in coconut (his cure-all potion of choice).

Side note: I have always felt a deep personal attraction to the "old ways", where it's the sun and other stellar bodies/events that are praised or worshipped - rather than warped personifications of these.