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Sitting down to rest, on one of thethe pathway, I could hear the leaves rustling in the breeze, the trees swayed back and forth, and the sun was peeking through the white, pillow-like clouds The day was a , tranquil day Very peaceful, if it wasn’t for the noise the people were ot dark The sun and clouds couldn’t be seen any to see stor overhead Tooabruptly to et a better look at these birds They were black and red, with beady little eyes, a rather long, crooked beak, and a wing span of at least ten feet long They resembled a vulture, yet, I hadn’t ever seen a bird quite like these With precision ti up and down and side to side in the air current It was an aoverhead, where the multitude of people were Round and round they went Faster and faster, as if a large, black tornado was about to descend on the party