sakixwings

Hours of staring at worn pavement and the dark void dulled my senses, but I caught the danger-a deer, complete with muscle and antlers, darting off the highway. He left my car's peripheral vision as soon as he entered it, and my mind wandered. This highway was not busy, but deer would have to cross four lanes. Gulping, I realized if I saw a deer here, the chance of running into one increased when the highway turned into a regular road increased. My hands clutched the high light's switch, scanning for movement. The highway turned into a simple street, crowded by thick forest and scattered houses. My heart quickened. The curving road meant I