Disturbed Habitats
“But this…” he gestured towards the nest in the distance, “It’s out in the open, as if… as if it has nowhere else to hide.” The implications of his words hung heavily between them. The next day, as the first light of dawn spilled over the horizon, they drove back to the strange nest. This time they stayed in the jeep, watching from a safe distance.
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