"so are you really... happening?"
yes.
"oh. ok."
yes. okay.
it was quiet. he had somehow not decided to question the fact that he could suddenly speak to a deer. he thought, that at that point, it didn't matter. well, as long as the deer didn't push him off.
"why are you out here?"
i could ask you the same.
"well, yes, but i asked first."
very well. i go to places where my spirit is called. this was one of them. why are you here?
"i drove here and now i'm stuck. that's why."
i can surely see that already.
YOU ARE READING
far [completed]
Randomwould any of this be quite so beautiful, were it everlasting?