I lie down at the edge of a small cliff, and look at the valley below me, spreading like the sea for as far as the eye can see. I’ve selected this place extremely carefully. It allows me to stay undetected, while I keep one eye on the family in the tent below, and one on the setting sun.

For only when the sun is fully set, can I make my move.

There are three of them, the young boy of three is playing with a big plastic ball with his father, while the mother is trying to get a fire going. It’s too windy for the fire to sustain, but it’s an important night, and so she refuses to give up, and ultimately, succeeds in her mission.

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