The Crane and the Eagle In Plummet

So you've caught me.

So I have.

An excellent dive, I must say.

If only I could do that.

You might have learned.

Were it not for you.

Yes.

No hard feelings?

Of course not.

This is the way of the world, after all.

And what a frightening world it would be,

how loud and stinking, all of us crowded nose-to-tail

if things did not eat each other.

Your talons are hurting me.

You are rather heavy.

That isn't my fault.

What will you do after this?

Eat you alive, of course.

After that.

The same I always do.

And that is?

Find more little cranes to eat.

Don't you have a nest to feed?

I did, once.

Your own mother must be furious.

She doesn't have the time.

We're migrating, you see.

She has to move on, as all of us do.

Otherwise she might be a great deal angrier.

You are very pleasant for someone who is about to die.

As are you.

What can you mean?

Well,

You remember telling me I was heavy.

Of course I do.

You still are.

I don't suppose you noticed,

what with all that tumbling you eagles do,

but the ground isn't far.

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