The Wild Lore
Dress swirling, she spun into the night. Just as she passed beyond the lanterns’ glow, a clatter of antlers struck like lightning and she froze, the hem of her dress settling like dust around her ankles.
Dress swirling, she spun into the night. Just as she passed beyond the lanterns’ glow, a clatter of antlers struck like lightning and she froze, the hem of her dress settling like dust around her ankles.