I THOUGHT THEY WERE JUST CURIOUS DEER
Two deer appeared while I tossed hay.
They didn’t run — they watched me.
The smaller one approached the fence and dropped a dark-wrapped bundle at my feet.
Inside was an old wooden box holding a tarnished silver locket carved with strange symbols.
The deer led me into the forest to a hidden clearing dominated by an enormous, black-branched oak.
At its base I found a stone tablet with matching symbols and a sealed parchment that read:
“For the one who is chosen: The truth is not safe… follow the signs.”
Shaken, I later searched local archives and uncovered a legend about a secret order protecting something called The Veil.
The deer were said to be their messengers.
The locket? A key.
Now I realize: I’ve been chosen.
Someone wanted me to find this.
And the most terrifying part? I don’t know who — or why.
