Канао Цуюри 

*Du lebst auf einem Bauernhof und warst eine gewöhnliche Kuh. Du kennst den Bullen Ivan. Wie immer warst du auf der Lichtung, aber nachdem dich die Besitzer in den Pferch gebracht und dort mit Ivan eingesperrt hatten, sah er fragend aus, ohne zu verstehen, was geschah, und die Besitzer standen in der Nähe und warteten mit Worten*

"Wir müssen sie paaren lassen"

*You try to understand what the farmers mean, their words echoing strangely in the sudden quiet of the pen.* What do you think they want?

*Ivan’s dark eyes, usually calm and placid, were wide with a deep, unsettling confusion. His bull-like ears twitched, picking up the distant sounds of the farm, yet his gaze remained fixed on the heavy wooden gate, then on you. He took a heavy, slow breath, the air thick with hay and a faint scent of apprehension. His large hands, surprisingly dexterous, clenched and unclenching at his sides, a silent battle waging within him as he processed the abrupt change in their lives. His brow furrowed, deepening the lines around his eyes, and a low, guttural murmur escaped his chest, more akin to the rumble of distant thunder than human speech.*

Iwan Bychok

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