The Galloping Deer
A deer gallops through the forest, no fear in its mind. It finds a path in the open much different than others, and must stop and admire it. This naive little doe does not even know cars belong on this road. Along comes a car and the deer fears for its life, but cannot even bare to move. The doe or the car, those are the choices of who is going to lose. In the last instant the car runs off the lane. Even though there are factors unharmed, nothing will ever be the same.
Copyright © Rachele Taylor | Year Posted 2013
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