we used to play outside when we were young & full of life & full of love
And now there's a bird crawling its way up your goddamn arm.
Well then.
"Friendly little fucker, ain'tcha?" Honestly now that the initial shock is worn off you're growing somewhat fond of your squawky companion. It's less annoying than a lot of people at least, and you're pretty sure you could bury it in the sand if it got to be too much. "Guess there's room enough for both'a us, so long as you stay that size."
Leaning back on a wall of the castle, you regard the bird thoughtfully for a moment before beginning to pull a selection of small shells from your other pocket. If he lets you you'll begin to stack them absently on his back, seeing how much of a tower you can build before he moves and sends it falling down.
"What's a bird doin' out here, anyway? Dontcha know that birds who try t'fly too far over the ocean wind up fallin' in? That's where rays an' skates come from." It's an old stupid story that you used to tell to a much more eager audience. You told a lot of stories here, once upon a time.
But that was another man ago. You tell few stories, now.
Well then.
"Friendly little fucker, ain'tcha?" Honestly now that the initial shock is worn off you're growing somewhat fond of your squawky companion. It's less annoying than a lot of people at least, and you're pretty sure you could bury it in the sand if it got to be too much. "Guess there's room enough for both'a us, so long as you stay that size."
Leaning back on a wall of the castle, you regard the bird thoughtfully for a moment before beginning to pull a selection of small shells from your other pocket. If he lets you you'll begin to stack them absently on his back, seeing how much of a tower you can build before he moves and sends it falling down.
"What's a bird doin' out here, anyway? Dontcha know that birds who try t'fly too far over the ocean wind up fallin' in? That's where rays an' skates come from." It's an old stupid story that you used to tell to a much more eager audience. You told a lot of stories here, once upon a time.
But that was another man ago. You tell few stories, now.
zephyr
