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Blixen The Stork

Baroness Blixen

I loved the story of Karen Blixen. The one man who goes out one night in the hut where he lives, alerted by an unfamiliar noise.
stumbles, falls, goes into the woods bordering the lake, breaks loose from the branches, stumbles back, busy and, finally, coming home, walking along a moonlit clear.

He sleeps and wakes up the next day, go out the window its own steps, the stumbling, running into the woods, the pond around the clear-path and how to draw on the snow a stork.