animals
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In a tropical setting, two flamingos enjoy a serene day until an approaching storm disrupts their feeding. They struggle against powerful winds, eventually soaring into the eye of the hurricane. After being safely deposited in a new environment, they adapt to their colder surroundings, eventually laying an egg in their nest.
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Silently, I sit. Eternally waiting for something, or someone, to happen. My thick-skinned, firm body, rests motionless. Self control is my strength. I move one eye, then the other. Nothing. Nobody. I am alone. Time passes, as it always does. Finally, I sense movement. A tiny leave shivers, ever so slightly. I dart an eye
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Feathers of light and dark blend, separate and reconnect once again. Without light, there could be no shadow. Without sun, no moon. No longer embattled, I am embracing it all.
Lost Art of Mystery 