The eagle stood quietly perched on his favorite branch, that of the Scots pine at the top of the cliff that resembles a seagull. He caressed by the breeze, so fresh and vital, and watch the clouds chasing each other in the sky, fun to find that the shapes of objects like clusters in those intangible gases. There exists nothing, and nothing remains, and Aquila completely forget his problems slowly becoming invaded by ethereal thoughts and fantasies unlikely.
Suddenly, check the rabbit.
-Eagle Hey, today is my birthday and let down a great party. We eat and have fun, you come true?
asks her with that smile that always manages to dissolve the pain in the heart of prey.
Aquila is obviously happy that Rabbit will share her happiness with her, and preparing to get smashed with a smile on his face.
So, is preparing to get off the branch and drop it where it is beaten in the place of the meeting. From
sees all!
There are also the Cat and the bone. The smiles, and goes even lower.
Touch the ground with a paw.
soon settles on the ground, you feel a little 'uncomfortable.
claws, designed to grab branches, he is bent backwards and fails to keep good balance.
Feeling damn awkward, trying to perch on a rock, which is the lowest, not to be heard too detached nor too share.
see friendly faces around her and thinks:
"You certainly can not be sick, do not read any hostility in the face. Calmiamoci and then try not to isolate ourselves too much. "
So Aquila seeks to integrate in the speeches of the guests. Are neither boring nor immoral, but it manages to say anything.
Rabbit roams around there, rejoicing in the presence of all.
Aquila observes and hopes it will not turn round to look at.
eagles come to mind when he was only a chicken, a stupid chicken that still had not understood to be an eagle, not a chicken, and you feel strange, even sad. Remember for her when the contacts were just another way to make her feel included. He does not understand how does it feel sad in a happy moment. Do not even understand how the heck came to certain arguments.
He looks away from the past and the present reprojects.
Yeah, what has changed from past to present?
It 's always selfish, unable to enjoy the happiness of others. It got worse every day since then. Escaping on his arm, detached from everything herself has only worsened.
too materialistic, too many contacts there.
yet makes an effort, he does it to Rabbit.
now is nervous.
began nibbling insistently bearing bone so epic, an epic stuff from us. Other than Job.
Sometimes unconsciously it flies on a branch nearby, looking up a bit for ', resume and watch the clouds, he realizes that this is not the appropriate behavior and back to earth.
Now the thing is starting to get serious. Has no more hunger, dizzy and stomach cramps.
But how is it that manages to feel so bad? Possible that this is so maladjusted?
No. He refuses to believe it.
After the party makes a friendly smile to everyone, hoping that no one has viscerally aware of what happened.
Fortunately Rabbit still smiles and is a true smile. Romulus, My Rabbit.
Back home Aquila does is take to test the tree, hoping that they see sense in some mysterious way by his absurd and embarrassing personality.
believed to have accepted, is now believed that certain things can not be repeated ever again, which was now in place.
And once again think of Rabbit. Aquila can not tell, but knows he must. Can not lie. Not her.
but will never have the strength to tell her what wears out.
So here it is, writing a post that he hopes Rabbit never read.
what happens to an eagle invite to a party.
Fuck me, maybe one day grow up too.
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