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The eagle again. Up high in the sky, probably talking to its partner or their little one.
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Getting a response. Turning in circles, effortlessly, around the top of the mountain.
Not actually a mountain though. In fact, it looks like one, from this point of view. If you head up the village though, you will see that it is actually a mountain ridge, hidden behind the most prominent rock.
And what a rock! On rainy days, big clouds cling onto it, as if they were scared of the height. On sunny days, light and shadow switch sides, creating a negative of the morning in the afternoon. Every year, the line of the forest seems to be higher up, as if the trees were climbing up the mountain, reaching further and further for the sky.