Novel & Cerita Solitary Bird

He always got tense when I mentioned about wanting to leave. “I've been meaning to ask you.” I spoke looking at my hands so he wouldn't see the scared look in my eye. “You have told me of packs and communities. Places people are born too. I'm born to nowhere. Is there anywhere for...” I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “For someone like me? Somewhere for abandoned wolves? Somewhere that is safe?” This was playing on my mind a lot over the last few days. Both Liam and Alice explained to me about Rogue wolves, how they live in isolation and kill and cause chaos. I didn't want to become a rogue.

Skylark visibly relaxed to be held in the embrace and let out a delighted caw when he sensed the magic coursing through his feathers. More and more of his feathers were starting to show and he didn't look completely hollow anymore. Skylark wanted to look like a normal bird as whenever he flew into the air the other birds in the sky would either give him a wide berth owing to his odd look with the antlers or either attack him thinking that he was a predator out to steal their eggs and endanger their territory. Hence since arriving in the forest, he had stayed close to the roof and never left Calhoun. A light creak of the door made Calhoun aware that somebody was standing outside. So, he turne

She thought that the bird was just a bystander unable to comprehend as well as unable to communicate. "Why didn't you talked to me before?" Brianna voice out her confusion. "You didn't talk to me either." The bird replied. "Right! How am I supposed to know that you can communicate?" Brianna said. "It's not me, it's you Anna. You are the only person who can hear us and communicate with us." The bird declared "You mean to say even the big bird Mama and the two chicks can communicate with me?"she asked. "Yes!" And the reason she took you is to keep you safe."

But just as she was about to reach the radiant light, a sudden, brighter light caught the corner of her eye. She gazed towards the blinding light, her eyes struggling to adjust to its intense brilliance. Through squinted eyes, she finally discerned a formidable presence. It was a bird, unlike any she had ever seen before. This majestic creature resembled an eagle in size, adorned with vibrant scarlet and gold plumage that blazed as fiercely as the sun in all its glory. Visenya couldn't resist being drawn towards it, as its warmth enveloped her like a comforting blanket of belonging and hope. The wolf called out to her, urging her not to return and enticing her with the promise of eternal com

It's me, Alfred again, almost naked and with loose hair in case the wind came to visit me coming through those curtains, and not a bird trapped in a cage that has to get used to a lifestyle that is lived by appearance. I distance myself from the window because even there I am not free to be alone with my thoughts when there are people passing by on the street who look at me and comment among themselves.And maybe bird is not the best word to define me. It is an attraction, an unusual animal that arouses curiosity just by breathing.

There had been a few that seemed to stay near the ship during the journey, but no where near as many as he knew her flock was. “No, it’s nesting season,” she explained. “I cannot disrupt their natural cycles, or I would soon have no familiars left. Sparrows are not immortal. The flock does grow, with new sparrows joining, as well and new births, but it also thins as they grow old and die. So, most have remained behind to begin the next generation, and I only have those with me who are more adventurous,” she smiled a little as she said it. “They all have personalities,” she explained when he raised an eyebrow. “They are all distinct to me. Maybe not to the extent of having names, but I recogn

He is still stood so close to me, and I have to battle with myself to let him step away. He leaves my side, and goes to attend to our horses. “I just remembered I have one last place you are going to love.” Sin begins prepping the horses for another journey. After watching him for a while, my eyes avert from him. I have this urge to look around me, so I do. My brown eyes shoot up to the sky, and that's when I see a black bird, with wings as wide and large as an airplane. My face scrunches up when I realize it's a specific type of bird. And come to think of it, I haven't spot any bird in Alkhemi, until recently, and this one looks extremely weird.

The one that had made my heart ache without knowing why. The bird in the sky. The fish in the water. And this time, I looked at it. Really looked at it. The sky was painted with wild, angry brushstrokes, streaked with gray and violent blue. The bird was white and elegant, hovering mid-flight, wings flared wide as if struggling to stay aloft. Below it, the clear blue water rippled around a single fish that stared upward, mouth slightly open, as if calling to the bird. Trapped in two worlds.

Pursing her lips, Summer did another search. For a few moments, her eyes moved nimbly, sweeping the screen of her phone. "Sparrows are usually very shy birds. No one can see a sparrow resting or preening its feathers with its beak. They are always wary of humans. If a human approaches, they will quickly fly away. They rarely bond with humans."

His breathing had steadied somewhat, but the chaotic energy coiled within his core still churned restlessly, threatening to break its seal at any moment. The air around him turned heavier and colder. When he spoke again, his voice carried no warmth at all—a single word cast into the empty expanse of the mountain forest. "Talon." The instant the name left his lips, the clear sky plunged into shadow. A massive crow tore through the heavens. Its wingspan was nearly ten feet, and the feathers were black as ink and gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. It shrieked down from the clouds in a howling dive, splitting the sky apart as it descended.