milktrees asked: i don’t know, best ask it.

It said it was a deer, a female deer; except there was no sun, no ray; the name I had escaped me; my ankle twisted and I could not run; the shorts I wore tore open; but, weirdly, I found some cactus tea, and so I sat down to drink it. I thought I saw jam and bread sitting on an oak table a few meters away but it couldn’t be, so I hobbled in the opposite direction.