Coconut Grove the day is done, but i'm having fun

rannveig would have been amused to hear govinda's inner dialogue - though he would not have contested them. despite being young he understood that existence was a simply sheer transformation: what willed and moved you one day often killed or made you destitute the next: live was a series of sheer reinvention - build, strip away, remodel, build again.

he was happy to talk at length about his family, and conversationally would ask here and there about govinda's -- though it seemed to rannveig that he was less recalcitrant about bartering information than the older wolf was. after an enjoyable talk he snatched the coconut up and made hs leave, bouncily waltzing back to stavanger with this little gem in tow.