The Feasters

Through his straining eyes, Klein could just about see the simple camaraderie that existed amongst the emerging feasters. He stood for some time just observing the way that those who had just joined the table reacted to their companions, before slipping into a momentary daze, as a quandary of thoughts entered his mind. He did not care for anything else at this moment as an elegiac feel took over him. He noticed how each feaster was always able to offer a portion of food to those sitting close by: each individual would offer something to those nearest, and in return, an exchanging offering always made its way into the giver’s bowl as a returning gift. There was a sense of purity on show concerning these offerings that captivated Klein, a transparency of action that was taking place under a simple light buzz of sound that suggested something untainted and simple, permeating the nature of the exchanges that were taking place.