Forest’s Edge
Then, without hesitation, the reindeer bolted. It bounded across the road in powerful leaps, heading for the very edge of the forest where it had first appeared. Andrew’s breath caught as he watched it stop beneath the trees. The animal turned back to him, its antlers lowered, eyes locked with his. The look wasn’t random. It waited, watching him closely. “What do you want from me?” Andrew shouted, his voice cracking in disbelief.
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