6/20/22 pt 1/3 – When we finally dared return to the nest, we were overjoyed to find our eggs unharmed, but when poor Imogen and Bert came back to their ledge, we had to tell them we’d seen the white fanged beast lick up the yolks and broken shells, and pull apart the nest not long after the crow had thrown them all to the ground.

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