Beware the Hunter`s glaze
2024.

I had a weird dream! There was a blood trail in the snow and as I followed it I saw a wounded fawn. I knew I was looking at my own reflection. Then I woke up and remembered all the paternal figures in my family hunt for sport. I never liked that idea. But one time, a lot of years ago I wanted to spend more time with them so I begged them to take me hunting. The whole time I slept in the car while they were out.  I guess I never saw a dead animal that day but I remember the blood dripping on the snow from one of the cars in front of ours. And the red trails that followed.