This is not the story you remember.
In a forest scorched by its own fevered dreams, a young stag named Bambi awakens to a world of ash and ruin. But his name is not a blessing; it's a curse etched into his very marrow-a title passed down through a lineage of stags all destined for the same gruesome fate.
The woods are not healing; they are hungry. The sap from skeletal trees weeps like black ichor, and the grave of Bambi's mother has ruptured from below, spilling a corrupting ooze that feeds the soil's ancient appetite. Drawn into the heart of the desolation, Bambi is haunted by whispers in the bark and visions of forgotten hunts, realizing he is the next vessel in a horrifying cycle of ritual sacrifice.
To survive, Bambi must confront the entities that rule this nightmare landscape: god-forms woven from root and bone, and phantom wolves of thorn and shadow that hunt to ensure the "coming-of-prey." As the forest's insatiable memory gnaws at his mind, his body begins a terrifying transformation. His antlers grow into hollow, whistling conduits for the voices of the devoured, and his flesh gives way to bark and bone, remaking him into the perfect altar for the gods' harvest.
An unrelenting fusion of folk horror, body horror, and mythic dread, The Hollow Antlers of Bambi is a chilling, unauthorized reinterpretation that asks: what happens when innocence is not lost, but devoured? And can a cursed cycle be broken, or will the forest's memory always claim its due?