They weren’t afraid. That was the first thing that struck me.
Two deer stepped out of the woods as I was tossing hay. They didn’t freeze or dart away like deer usually do. They just stood there—watching me.
The larger one stayed back, still and cautious. But the smaller one… it locked eyes with me. Like it knew something I didn’t.
I laughed nervously, pulled out my phone, and snapped a photo. “Got some unexpected visitors today,” I joked on social media. But what happened next still doesn’t feel real.
The smaller deer walked right up to the fence—close enough that I could hear its breathing. Then, without hesitation, it dropped something at my feet.
A bundle. Wrapped tightly in dark fabric. Deliberate. Human.
Inside was a small wooden box, old and worn. And inside that box? A tarnished silver locket, carved with strange, unrecognizable symbols. The kind of symbols that make your skin prickle without knowing why.
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