He entered wearing antlers. Not a crown. Not a mask. Just… antlers.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXRYRXAdj0Q
They looked worn, chewed, old before he was.
“Trade you a secret for a story,” he said.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDKcFRyAt8X
“I don’t trade,” I replied.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOa2kLWhhvc
“That’s what you always say.”
He left footprints made of soot.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGZVT63D6nL
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.22Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfdEcniZ6hP
Not the same face.
