He entered wearing antlers. Not a crown. Not a mask. Just… antlers.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6JJZcYJCq3
They looked worn, chewed, old before he was.
“Trade you a secret for a story,” he said.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLfMtmCBiPI
“I don’t trade,” I replied.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhpvrwwFq6H
“That’s what you always say.”
He left footprints made of soot.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ39xqxZXGzo
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.15Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2cP6gT6b4v
Not the same face.
