Traymala, Mala for short, sighed from another dream. They were all stupid as far as she was concerned. She shook her feathers from this one though.
The one that can't fly feels wind
she sings her hatchling song
The owls destruction is at hand
The singing bird falls from a friend
She ruffled her feathers again, she couldn't fly, but she could sing.....
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