The deer is looking the wolf in the eye. In their silent dialogue, she is not telling herself that he really loves her, that he is, in fact, Cernunnos in disguise, descended from heaven because she is special. She sees a predator and runs anxious. She knows death is following her, to rip out her guts. Not for one moment, is she thinking, as his fangs are piercing her throat that this is out of love. These stories were made up by the most intelligent species on the planet. The one that needs so many words for a few lies. I love you.
(Translated by Iulia-Teodora Urea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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