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PROLOGUE // ENGLISH / Unedited

Booom!

And…

The head of a penguin flew freely over freshly dropped snow flakes. 

His life was done, and he knew it. Without legs you ain’t going places and without a head nothing makes any sense. 

But.

It didn’t bother him for a bit.

Twirling, whizzing, flying unfazed over the glistening carpet of snow. Never before the penguin had felt like this. 

Yeah, pain. 

Lot’s.

Losing your head hurt, but at last he now knew how it felt to be a bird.

Penguin 

He thought, twirling through the air, was a life he left behind with pleasure.

Bull, Bear, Killer Whale, those are animals people remember.

But penguin? Penguin?

Deb.

A soft thud greeted him on his return to the ground, the place the penguin had known too well.

And time pushed. It pushed the time.


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