Aerissa soared over the wide plains. Wheat, corn and other grains waved in the summer breeze. The avian ignored these. She was searching for something other than food at the moment.

Far to the east, a stand of trees beckoned. She had heard a siren call of the most basic nature and flew towards it without hesitation. Ebon limbs shone in the afternoon sun, glinting blue across the inky color.

Dakrion waited. He sat upon one of the highest branches of the tallest tree, issuing his song. Aerissa called in answer, bursting in anticipation of the coming reunion. This was her mate, her love, her life. No matter how far she traveled, she would always respond to him.

Dakrion leapt from his perch to join his lady in flight. The pair circled and dove, calling each other’s names and announcing their joy at the reunion. Others of their kind erupted from the trees, adding their voices to the chorus. Black shapes swirled and danced in the clear blue sky, sharing the ecstasy of the moment.

As one, the murder dipped and twined in the air, making their way to the grain fields over which Aerissa had just flown. Such boisterous activity demanded sustenance and the wide bounty spread before them beckoned. How generous of the world to provide it just for them.

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