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The unexpected was not expected
The stone. The stone is the key. It's the stone that started it all. If only I didn't look at my feet that one step. That stone, I'd never had found it. I didn't know, I thought it was just like the other rocks. Just a piece of rock. But, I knew it, so I picked it up. I picked up that stone, you see, I did it. I am sure of it as I am sure that I am writing on this sheet of paper. I took that stone and I put it into my pocket. I did it, I took it.
I had to leave her she would have dragged me through the seven hell and I would have let her, but I couldn't anymore. I could not lie to her anymore. I thought I could, but it was wrong. There was something different. I used to just enjoy her, without much of a care or regret. But the stone, it wouldn't let me. I left her.
I knew there were birds, I mean other birds. You see I was looking for it so it wasn't really a question of choice rather of luck or lack of it, if you wish. You be the judge. I was trying to find one of their nests. I was curious about the color of the eggs. I wasn't minding about much else so I didn't notice it at first. It was just on the top of my skin, like a soft sensation creeping along my arms and legs, and rushing down through the spine.
I don't have a choice, but before anything, it is important that I finish this. Don't worry, now, just keep reading. It all started with that little stone and I had no clue whatsoever. When I picked it up, I mean, the unexpected was not expected.
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Where the leaves fall
Copernicus had been in the tree for a long time waiting for something to happen, but nothing really happened. He stood there and watched the leaves fall one after the other, without asking many questions, just watching. He followed each leaf that fell with his beak, watched where it ended.
He soon discovered, without knowing that the leaves all fell randomly, it was not the tree that decided where they were going to rest. The leaves simply fall. And, Copernicus stood there looking at what he had in front of his eyes, not because he had nothing else to do or out of boredom, no. He was curious, and he wanted to see.
In the branches higher up he could see well that the other crows were laughing seeing him so curled up on his half-dry branch, but Copernicus did not mind to them.
Instead, he listened to the whisper of the wind that caressed his feathers, that light breeze passing under his beak made him sneeze every now and then. Not even he knew why he stayed even when all the other crows were gone, perhaps out of curiosity or perhaps simply laziness.
Copernicus wanted to know what happened after the last leaf had fallen, maybe after that, it was the turn of the branches, and maybe eventually the tree would also fall. He soon realized that his ideas were foolish, however, certain that the tree would not fall. And the branches, not even they broke off the trunk. He was still waiting, but he was beginning to feel cold, and hunger as well. At that moment, though, he didn't want to think about eating or about the cold. His thirst for knowledge was greater than any other need.
He closed his eyes a little to let them rest, and when he opened them again the tree that was previously green was dressed in a splendid all-white dress. It was a marvel, Copernicus thought that maybe he was dreaming. He was, however, wide awake and he noticed it when a small snowflake landed on his beak, a shiver ran down his back and the feathers began to quiver.
He began to feel cold and hungrier. He decided that his curiosity could be left aside for a while, and so flapping his wings he took flight, and after a couple of wing flaps, he found himself high in flight, over a white world. The colors that had filled every corner just earlier had dissolved into pure, pure white. He flew over that wonder with wide eyes.
Under a large pine tree, he found some acorns and three worms that filled him. He had to look for some warmth, under the roof of a stable, perhaps near a cow or a goat that would warm him with their heavy breathing.
He spent some time in the stable listening to the cow complaining and the goat laughing at her, without paying too much attention, he didn't care much. He wanted to know about the tree instead, and so he decided to go and see. To Copernicus' utter amazement he found the tree he had left dressed in white, completely naked, almost like a skeleton. As he approached he saw the little buds on the finer branches. Gems of life, opening up and giving shape to ever-larger new leaves, with some flowers scattered here and there.
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