What Did You See

In shortness of breath he heaves thundering hooves over gravel road and through thorny brush In terrors madness he dashed as elves lie in still and fae giggled from imaginary hideouts down into the meadow he dashed, the gripping thud of hooves followed with the crackling of branches when he stopped: a quickened still - A pricked ear the sound of deep breath in scent a hesitation A crack! echoed across the plain and nestled into trees as foul to wing did look to see, a Faun lie bleeding, as the demons surrounded him in glorious jubilation at a prize buck, an ordinary deer to them - For their eyes couldn't see what was really there - the elves sang out in lamentations, while birds did shriek the songs of fae, ~ in a land not far away.