He entered wearing antlers. Not a crown. Not a mask. Just… antlers.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0SGi8PUsVG
They looked worn, chewed, old before he was.
“Trade you a secret for a story,” he said.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWwi6cEMAnf
“I don’t trade,” I replied.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbpN42wtA5
“That’s what you always say.”
He left footprints made of soot.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYXWyCU05sl
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.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlzBJmRHCnn
Not the same face.
