Shy Deer Steppes vezhof

the sky above was darkening. an approaching autumn was on the horizon, but drusk was oblivious to the passage of the seasons in this place.

a foul stench catches in his nose—a patch of disturbed earth draws his eye as he investigates, suggesting that something or someone was here before him, but his nose is full of rot to the point he could not discern specifics.

he takes notice of flies buzzing in a cloud above yellow grass. as he approaches this next, he finds the bloated carcass of an antelope. its eyes are sunken, its hide is torn, revealing slick bones.

the wind shifts, carrying the stench further across the lonely steppe.