He entered wearing antlers. Not a crown. Not a mask. Just… antlers.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhuh2qRLwPr
They looked worn, chewed, old before he was.
“Trade you a secret for a story,” he said.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPwTBOBKmOy
“I don’t trade,” I replied.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6X96us2x4C
“That’s what you always say.”
He left footprints made of soot.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIok7rRUwIf
He drank while telling a tale that didn’t end.
“You know, there’s always another brother,” he grinned, turning. “We just forget to look behind the mirrors.”
He vanished mid-step. Not the first time.21Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKj9c6Ti8ng
Not the same face.
