Hunting for images

Sunrise.

I take my bow and walk out on the street. I notice first people. The rush is about to begin.

10 kilometres, 20, 30. My feet are hurting. My eyes too. And so is my right arm. I keep walking with an arrow ready to be released.

Bloodless hunting. Hunting for moments, expressions, situations.

Hunting for images.

 
– the archer

 

 

 

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