The Smiling Deer
A Not-deer Micro-fiction
I drove up on it in the dead of a cold winter's night. My, what a ghastly sight it was!
At first, it seemed a normal deer; maybe just a little thin. But when it lifted its head to look at me, I could tell there was something off.
The eyes seemed... too far forward, and fixed upon me in a manner similar to that of a predator.
It was then I noticed the strange teeth of the beast. I have seen the rare deer with sharp teeth before, but this one...
This was a different beast altogether.
It smiled.
About the Creator
Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)
A spin on her last name, "Baker's Dozen" are opinion lists on various topics. She also enjoys writing about her World of Warcraft main, The Ghastly Bulk Merchant Shadowsithe Ghoststrike, and occasionally partakes in fiction challenges.
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