a bloody crab and no man!
— how come? —i asked.
— you see, Henry —the man threw a coin in the air—, sometimes life isn't as fair as it should be. heroes don't usually come before the storm.
he caught the coin with a fast fist and then turned it over.— they arrive when the grass is grown, watered by the blood of the wounded.
— you know, Henry —the man now stepped closer to the cliff—, today was a very unfair day.
we both sighed.
with no hesitation the man jumped into the ocean. i never saw the body cause the waves were furiously crashing against the shore rocks. i saw something; it was only a crab.
a bloody crab and no man!
a bloody crab and no man!
a bloody crab and no man!
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