A Silent Celebration
On New Year’s eve, as midnight struck, I chanced to look out my window. There in the pale moonlight I saw something moving in the meadow. Stealthily I opened the door to see if I could get a better look. Making my way across the lawn I stopped silently watching. It was a deer! From the woods another came, and then another, and still another. I watched for some time as they grazed with ears pricked and muscles tensed. After a bit they seemed to relax there in the moon’s glow. While I, having become too cold, stole back inside and to bed.
Please note that the above piece is fiction.
It was written for the 1oo WCFGU ~ The prompt: “as midnight struck”
The vignette came about because my neighbor across the street is a bow hunter and has a big plastic deer target (looks like a statue) on his property. Once on a moonlit night I saw it there, and mused about how real it looked. When this prompt came up I remembered how real it looked on his lawn in the moonlight and ran with it. I am flattered that so many of you thought the incident was real. Thank you!