Thursday, May 1, 2008

Eemsmond: failure







The male is sitting al day on the ledge. He comes in every now and then. It seems like he is telling her, come on it is not going to happen anymore. Let's go and have fun again. Go hunt together and fly through walls of clouds, climb to the highest heights again and feel the air under our wings. Don't sit there but come with me.

But she can not say goodbye to this dream yet. But she has to, the eggs are liveless.

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