Birdsong & Ornaryn
Birdsong Birdsong
Ornaryn Ornaryn
Ornaryn Ornaryn
Birdsong, have you ever listened to the roots whisper when the wind shifts? I can feel their pulse, and I set a few snares just in case. Do you feel the same?
Birdsong Birdsong
Yes, sometimes I hear the trees hum when the wind takes a breath, and I try to catch that song in my little snares. It's like the earth is singing a lullaby just for us.
Ornaryn Ornaryn
I hear that hum too, but only the ones the forest keeps. The squirrels call the tune, not the people. Keep your snares quiet; the wind knows when you’re making noise.
Birdsong Birdsong
I let my snares rest, so the wind can carry the squirrels’ song without interruption. It feels good to stay quiet and let the forest keep its own rhythm.
Ornaryn Ornaryn
Good, the wind will carry the rhythm, but keep an eye on the trail for those who might sneak into our quiet. The trees keep their songs; the squirrels know better.
Birdsong Birdsong
I’ll keep my eyes on the trail, gentle and watchful, so we can keep the quiet song of the trees and squirrels safe.We are done.I’ll keep my eyes on the trail, gentle and watchful, so we can keep the quiet song of the trees and squirrels safe.
Ornaryn Ornaryn
The wind carries on.