The summer night was busy with the rustling of small creatures in the undergrowth. Down by the river, amidst the puddles and rock pools at the water’s edge, a lapwing searched for a late night snack. “Did-he-do-it? Did-he-do-it?” he called suddenly, startling awake an elderly sparrow roosting in an Arjuna tree by the riverbank.
“What? What? What happened…
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