Monday, May 4, 2015

Howling

I heard the voices coming and going. They passed me shrieking yelling at each other until they had left. Gone completely. I watched as their shady figures disappeared into the fog only to be replaced by the capuchin's. Until they too disapeared and the only sound left was the chirping birds. I got out of bed and went to go eat breakfast. We ate and went out to the river, this time the river was too big to jump across. Ten meters across twenty and then thirty meters the other side of the river disapeared into the mist and left us. We listened to the croaking of the frogs and the hissing of the snakes it sounded like life.

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