In a field meant for hunters, where arrows are aimed and silence hides danger, a tiny baby deer lay down beside what it thought was another of its kind — a fake deer target made for practice, for harm. 🎯💔

Soft, trembling, and innocent, the fawn nestled close to the cold plastic body… seeking warmth, comfort, and safety.
It didn’t know the difference between life and lifelessness — only that this figure looked like a friend.

That image, so gentle yet so haunting, captures something profound:
the moment where innocence meets cruelty,
where life seeks solace beside death’s shadow.

The fawn doesn’t understand the world we’ve built — the weapons, the games, the boundaries between compassion and cruelty.
But we do.

And that’s what makes this image hurt, and heal, all at once. 🌿😢

Because nature still trusts us, even when we’ve given it every reason not to.
May this fragile moment remind us of our responsibility —
to protect, not destroy,
to cherish, not conquer,
to choose kindness over violence, always. 🫶🦌✨