Poor Duda

Poor Duda
Episode 69



“Don't those people outside who did the killing,“ said Kintoko while looking for a good place to throw the bait. In addition to the place, usually if you want to get fish must get a beautiful time. Because that little time where the fish need something to fill his stomach. That's a good time to get a lot of results. However, as animals still need natural instincts, dragging them to fill the stomach according to the life cycle that fills at that time. Despite the fact that eating at all times also does not hurt. But if naturally they are walking then at a certain moment that sense becomes part of the best condition.


In the river there is a puddle of water located between the rocks of a large river. At the top it seemed to be blocked by the ranks of rocks, and below it seemed to flow at the gap a flow that came from the puddle. Not in the looks of it, but the bottom is invisible. It could be because the flow is continuously running, so that the ripples seem to cover what is inside. It seems to be a mystery, which will always be covered by something that befalls on top of the events that are happening. So that one story is not finished yet there must be many other stories that continue to flow. That makes the end of the mystery seem to float.


“Can Yes, can not. “


“Lo.“


“Because, we also do not understand, what and how all of that can happen.“


“Iya.“


“Which we see now, there is only one that depends so.“


“That's the problem. Why it all depends.“


“Cases also hang a lot. Uncertain.“


Both are silent. Thinking of something strange.


So that nothing seems closed.


Kintoko continued to coolly stare at the end of her hook.


The restless ones of course accompany. Playing fishing line actually does not like. But must remain in a waiting if only waiting will definitely feel saturated. It's okay to just befriend a vicious insect bite. And also the air is sometimes a little different from what is around his house. That's what makes him nervous, sometimes go and then go there again. Pensively staring at the hook. And go again, until it doesn't feel like the bait is gone. Without result.