"Dammit! She looked right at me! She must have seen me now! Oh shi-oh shi-oh shit I'm screwed!"
Acrobatically he scrambled up the swaying trees, watching the window of the lodge in fright. Corvin never messed up, and now he was sure that she'd seen him.
"Dammit! Dammit! Now how am I supposed to get a goddamn picture out here in this goddamn STORM?!"
The tree he perched on offered no extra support; it tried to hold its own up in vain! With a crraaAAAAAaaack, the limb snapped in two, pummeling Corvin into the ground! Ouch! His nice black turtleneck in shreds, rips on his cargo pants; the only item that hadn't taken damage seemed to be the camera! Corvin hastily ripped off a piece of his pant leg to wrap his bleeding wrist. This escapade went from bad to worse to god awful!
Oh well, he had to get a shot of her. If it was the last thing he'd do on this earth, he'd get that picture. Only her profile could satisfy him, he wanted her so much... Of his collection, this girl would shine like a diamond among lesser gems. The thought of jewels betrayed his imagination, and Corvin delved into thoughts of an opulent room, filled with diamonds, her laying among them, delicately...
"Well, even if I never get to see it myself, I can at least keep her picture!"
But how to close in on her without detection? A gnarled rusted pipe answered. Using the best of his limited physical strength, Corvin shimmied up that pole, desperate to reach the top, and his diamond beauty. The crowning jewel, the gorgeous luster! More than luster drove him up to the lodge window...
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