When I first arrived, I thought I was fully conversant in their behaviors. But once I settled down under a nearby tree, notebook in hand, their mood suddenly became placid. Where they were once playing with each other, they now slowly began to stop in their tracks and stare at me. Never has the incredulity in my own studies been so high. Two began to creep forward. I didn't want to become one of them like my predecessor.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
conversant | incredulity | placid
Written by
Breton
around
9:22 PM
The three:
conversant,
favorites,
incredulity,
placid
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