Where do broken hearts go?

On our way back from an exploration through Landgoed Sandvoort, we found a gull lying in a trench. She was out of reach, but we decided it would be graceless to just leave her there. I got hold of a tree and scooted down the side of the ditch. When I looked at her black eyes, I realised she had been gone for a while. I leaned down to get her and as I carried her back up, urban warrior dug a grave nearby. I laid her down and we covered her with fresh earth, her soft grey feathers slowly disappearing. Together we gathered tiny stones to put on her final resting place. A small flowering heather as our offer.






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