Friday, 19 Apr 2013 | Views [272] | Scholarship Entry
We sat down on the rock, cool from the night, and let our feet dangle over the abyss. The screeching cries of the freshly-awoken military macaws, gliding some 50 meters below, formed strong contrast to the beauty of their bright, green plumage. I looked ... Read more >
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