In the depths of the forest, where the trees stand like sentinels, a fawn ventured out into the night. The red moon cast an ethereal glow, illuminating it's path as it approached the tranquil lake. The water's surface reflected the moon's crimson hue, creating a sense of perfect symmetry. As the fawn gazed out across the lake, it felt the stillness of the night envelop. The world seemed to hold its breath, and for a moment, time stood still. The tree stumps, worn by the seasons, stood guard, their silence a testament to the peacefulness of the scene.