
Birds of a feather, gathered together in conversation.
Exchanging their stories of adventures past and tomorrow.
What tales would you share with the feathered Parliament of wisdom?

Birds of a feather, gathered together in conversation.
Exchanging their stories of adventures past and tomorrow.
What tales would you share with the feathered Parliament of wisdom?

On the edge of the world, a ghostly presence sleepily awaits.
The greyness of appearance blending with the dull surroundings.
What thoughts rise and fall to be lost in the background of memory?