He entered wearing antlers. Not a crown. Not a mask. Just… antlers.30Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaegOfsR27B
They looked worn, chewed, old before he was.
“Trade you a secret for a story,” he said.30Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfUjUKoA1h6
“I don’t trade,” I replied.30Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3iPy8ImmlZ
“That’s what you always say.”
He left footprints made of soot.30Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPZiRtbsUuT
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.30Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9s88aDw3IB
Not the same face.
