Her father was a world-renowned yodeler from Switzerland; and her mother played electric guitar in a heavy metal band; but the child was born mute and would cringe at even the slightest noise. Considered a freak and largely ignored, she kept to her bedroom, magically bringing shadow-birds to life and sending them soaring out into the sky.
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49 thoughts on “Soaring out into the sky”
Love this, David!
❤ Thanks, Sara ❤
My mother took too much of the stage of life.
So this resonates with me.
The concentration of projecting those birds.. I remember…
💞😢 Syl 💞😢
Gotta love the shadow birds!
🤍 qbit 🤍
The beauty of finding your voice in however it wishes to speak is magical.
💖 Susie 💖 ~ thanks! I agree.
oh my I loved this great story to the prompt. All that noise must have been annoying for him but at least he had birds to play with! 💖
🐦 😉 Cindy 🐦 😉
When disabled persons find their unique way of expressing emotion, that is the magic.
💟 Helen 💟
Nicely done, David.
💗 Bill 💗