Where have all the eggs gone again? Did the birds eat them…but I had buried them in the sand under the tree…
But no one came…well, except the cleaner…but he wouldn’t do that to me, would he? He must know how much my babies mean to me…
Maybe they hatched when I was eating and are hiding in the water already…but where are the shells then?
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Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 