Located deep within the abyss of a forbidden jungle a ways from here, Lady of the Forest, a bird of resplendent colours, flew down to me from the lowest branch of the tallest tree. The branch stood at a great height of over one-thousand feet! Upon approaching me, i was initially frightened; a bird of his stature is nothing to make of mimicry! His extravagant wings flapped noiselessly, almost as if he were a butterfly, wherein he then landed delicately on my shoulder, at last, finding the one place he yearned for since the beginning of his time. Admittedly, with his dried barbwire talons resting strenuously upon my shoulder, i didn't even feel the slightest of touches.. except for that of him instantaneously touching my heart with his bountiful grace and purity.
Glade Lain