Una ardilla salta de un árbol a otro como llevan haciendo las ardillas desde su aparición en el mundo. Un salto perfecto, calculado al milímetro, ejecutado de forma instintiva e irracional. Un detalle la diferencia del resto: no le asusta lanzarse al vacío en la oscuridad del bosque. La noche es su compañera, aunque ambas saben que debería estar durmiendo.
A squirrel jumps from one tree to another as squirrels have been doing since they first appeared in the world. It's a perfect jump, calculated to the millimeter, executed by instinct. Only a small detail separates this little one from the others: it is not afraid to jump into the void when it is fully dark. The night is their lonely friend, but both of them know they should be sleeping.
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