"Here and there I hear whispers, rumors, not that there is sense in all of them," she takes a handful of seed and sprinkles it before the ones who had lept away to the edge, watching them, watching him.
"The most colorful that once a witch owned this land and that is why they congregate here. Which is also why the opening is cleared as though man had done it, yet not tree was ever moved, nor was a living tree ever at liberty to cross it's branches over the opening."
There is a smile for the birds that start eating, cawing toward the center, as she turned to one who was feet away, perched, with its head tilted as though listening to their voices. "There are many. Though, one I almost believe, is that they might have been used as messenger birds long long ago by our long ago ancestors or the original inhabitants of the lands."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2007-04-21 07:39 pm (UTC)"The most colorful that once a witch owned this land and that is why they congregate here. Which is also why the opening is cleared as though man had done it, yet not tree was ever moved, nor was a living tree ever at liberty to cross it's branches over the opening."
There is a smile for the birds that start eating, cawing toward the center, as she turned to one who was feet away, perched, with its head tilted as though listening to their voices. "There are many. Though, one I almost believe, is that they might have been used as messenger birds long long ago by our long ago ancestors or the original inhabitants of the lands."