My son’s fear slowly turned into a different kind of silence: understanding. I explained how wild animals rarely waste food, how feathers offer little nourishment and are often left behind like this. The “mystery” was simply efficiency, written in feathers instead of words. As we walked away, he kept glancing back, seeing the world a little differently—realizing that nature isn’t just beautiful or cruel. It’s both, all at once, and it doesn’t apologize.
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