Unexpected calm
Rick knelt lower even further, trying to make himself appear as small as possible. To James’s surprise, the bird didn’t attack or flee. Instead, it lowered its head slightly and blinked slowly, almost curiously. Rick stretched out a shaky hand but stopped just short of touching its feathers. The moment felt frozen in time, as though neither man nor bird dared to breathe too deeply.
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