he knew the land
like the back of his hand
his people had hunted here
for generations
the full moon
illuminated the night
with pale white light
he saw the buck
made sure to stay downwind
slowly he crept through the trees
making no sound
something alerted the deer’s preternatural sense
it looked right at him
eyes wide in panic
then bolted into the night
suddenly
he saw the shadow
of something huge
cover the ground in front of him
his screams filled the woods