Short history Mark breathed his migthy lungs, when the little trout that he has hunted moment ago slip throught his fingers. Instead of anoying, he strived to smile. He was traying to be less wretched, but it seem rather fancy, because, he was ever a sad person. It does not matter anymore, now Mark is a new person and he is chasing the joy. Finally, Mark went to eat happy and with trout.