had not yet dawned, but the distance could be heard singing in the air albatross. I imagined her flying techniques, their acrobatics. Perceived his grace, and in some ways, wanted to be them, thousands of them, envied freedom knew those wings.
While I imagined myself being one pelagic bird, my eye fell on a group who had flown in a spiral to land on the water surface, to seal their fate pale peaks of the crustaceans that were within reach. Parallel to my admiration for the species, developed in me a sense of inferiority to her, I felt a crustacean, a small plankton, an easy prey. Birds flew
disappear into the horizon, and took between his feathered utopias endless once belonged to me, but no longer served me, which was approached ajenas.Me to the shore, I dipped my feet, and with eyes closed, I longed in vain the breeze dry my tears. Opening his eyes
was tempted by that immensity, seemed sucked into its depths, a kind of enchantment. And as it penetrated me, my body changed in size, my skin became translucent antennae grew on the back of my head. Tears had desaparecido.En
first I thought it would have mixed with ocean water, and then I realized that no llora.Me artemia approached the surface and stayed there, hoping that albatrosses return.
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