a free bird soars, a caged bird sings
Lirsi wandered up the slopes of Apopo, her hair tied back in a braid. She was dressed in light clothing, her feet bare. She wore a pack on one shoulder, full of a few necessities for venturing into the forest around Apopo's slopes.
Spying a man, she called, "Are you Jigano? Searching for ramphires?" She offered a sly grin, adjusting her pack. "Let's go, then."
Spying a man, she called, "Are you Jigano? Searching for ramphires?" She offered a sly grin, adjusting her pack. "Let's go, then."
shackled birds are trapped in illusions.
LIRSI