SQSchwartz

 

Wir’a froze as the brilliant orange shined against the light rain. The toucan bobbed and swayed with the breeze.

This had been Wir’a’s 14^th rainy season and to prove himself a man, he needed that bird’s beak. “But where will I be after the 15^th? Or the 20^th?” he thought to himself, “and if I had never seen this bird, where would he have ended up?”

He shrugged, raised his arrow, and found the bird to have flown off.

“Now that is for him to know, and you to find out,” he said to himself, as he flashed the sky a crooked smile.