11-05-2008, 11:37 AM
(Villnore: Procession)
A bluebird descended from a nearby tree and fluttered around Vocatio until it finally came to rest on his shoulder.
"I have not anything to give you, little bird," he said and stroked the bird's breast. It tweeted happily and remained where it was. "If you wish to stay, that's fine with me, little bird." He looked up at the sky. 'It's a good thing I already had a large supper,' he thought and smiled.
A bluebird descended from a nearby tree and fluttered around Vocatio until it finally came to rest on his shoulder.
"I have not anything to give you, little bird," he said and stroked the bird's breast. It tweeted happily and remained where it was. "If you wish to stay, that's fine with me, little bird." He looked up at the sky. 'It's a good thing I already had a large supper,' he thought and smiled.
~Death is Sweet. Embrace it.~
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