Chapter one / coincidence
Didn't really expect to see the deer's track crossed by so many sheep's, but the mess of dirt and soil in the ground before me was obvious. Nowhere did I see anything that could be identified as a human footprint, even though I were far gone on unfamiliar territory.
I continued with newly discovered strenght, because after following it this far it would be a personal defeat to give up now. The tracks seemed rather new anyway.
A few broken twigs by the trail witnessed the deer had stayed to eat. The remaining parts were still warm, so I came to the conclusion I must've closed in on it a lot the last part.
A rustling sound of a twig that stretched, broke and swung back again. The brown figure stood in a late summer green coppice, about 70 feet away.
I reached for an arrow and attempted to nock it on the string, which I'd been thoughtful enough to strung before. It's jaws stopped chewing and two big ears tried to locate a sound I must've accidently made. I