I had almost moved away when the darkness suddenly drilled by the chillidos of a squirrel. The noise was not calm or quiet, and I immediately knew that it had been caught by a creature of the night. The sounds continued for a few moments and then suddenly stopped and did not resume. It took me some time to fall asleep after that.
In the morning I bought a bael and lifted it in my mouth just in time for a dragonfly to slaughter me on the cheek. …
Delicatessen’s style dangers appeared first on the walk.


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