The Penguins, joined by a yellow butterfly, were looking for a door that would open to a whole new world that would presumably be near an exit in the middle of the rainforest. The tension was palpable and the nerves of all mammals and insects alike were tetanized. There was indeed a small chance that somewhere in this chaotic green desert there would be an opening, a bridge, a tunnel, or a link which would bring them closer to their goal, before it was too late, before they started forgetting it, before the end became the start and vice versa. Eventually, from the smokes of a concrete world they saw a yellow cylinder emerging, aiming high at the sky and looking like the tears of a giant king. They kneel down and started singing the song of their joyful people, the combination of unbearable shrieks and screams. The butterfly gave it a try but unfortunately could not join them because long ago his own people had forgotten how to express itself in an audible manner. They were all looking at the yellowish figure…

2 commentaires sur « The Penguins, joined by a yellow butterfly, were looking for a door that would open to a whole new world that would presumably be near an exit in the middle of the rainforest. The tension was palpable and the nerves of all mammals and insects alike were tetanized. There was indeed a small chance that somewhere in this chaotic green desert there would be an opening, a bridge, a tunnel, or a link which would bring them closer to their goal, before it was too late, before they started forgetting it, before the end became the start and vice versa. Eventually, from the smokes of a concrete world they saw a yellow cylinder emerging, aiming high at the sky and looking like the tears of a giant king. They kneel down and started singing the song of their joyful people, the combination of unbearable shrieks and screams. The butterfly gave it a try but unfortunately could not join them because long ago his own people had forgotten how to express itself in an audible manner. They were all looking at the yellowish figure… »

Delft dit :

décembre 13, 2012 à 10:29

What does a kneeling penguin look like, I wonder.

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1. eric tistounet dit :
  
  décembre 14, 2012 à 11:18
  
  I am not sure either…. they probably don’t even have knees.. they are surely a bit lost…
  
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