The hunter slowly trudged through at thick heavy blanket of snow. The gun he carried appeared covered in light powdery patches that would break and quickly fall to his half engulfed legs. He felt exhausted, and almost ready to turn back, but then he saw it, their eyes met. There stood the grandest, most beautiful creature that ever crossed his path. It stood tall, and strong with a set of 20 point antlers! When the buck turned his head, the large antlers looked like out stretched hands, seeming to almost grab at the lower branches surrounding his head. Ice flung frost over his back immediately after the chilled branches retracted and broke. The bucks fluffed white tail stuck up, and was all that the hunter sees as it ran further into the dim forest. The tail soon shrinks until it is invisible, and the soft crunch of snow fades, then it is quiet once again. No noise, just the deafening silence of peaceful snow, softly filtering its way through the trees. All becomes normal again, even the glistening icicles that once dangled from the ghostly trees grow over the empty places of disturbed twigs and leaves. Now that hunter hangs his head heavy in disbelief, but then shrugs and shakes his head, then slowly pushes his way back home. His footsteps are quickly hidden as he, too, disappears into the snowy dark forest. The man finally reaches his small, cozy little cabin. He yanks off his frozen boots, and settles by the fire in an old fleece blanket. The hunter realized what his prize was, but though, could he ever win it? And if you just happened to look out his frosty window at that moment just beyond his chair, there by the wood pile, a 20 points would be peeking out from behind a thick redwood trunk. Connected to those 20 points would be a very handsome, wise... and grinning buck. by: Anysia Mahoney
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