Pink flamingo

Long ago, there was a terrible drought. She burned all the crops. There was nothing to eat. And although a lake was preserved near one village, its salt water could not save the crop. In those moments when death stood on the threshold of every house, beautiful white birds returned to the lake, flying away for a while to other lands. The birds always returned to their lake. They were friends with people, because they did not harm them. Seeing that their friends who cannot fly were dying, the birds began to pluck off pieces of meat from themselves with their beaks and feed small children, and then those who were completely weakened from hunger. Blood oozed from the bodies of birds, stained fea...View all