one word [velvet]
(ref: here)
Softly, the sparrow rose and fell. Buffeted by torential rain, twisted air, and harsh heat, the sparrow seemed ill-suited for its task. Still, it flew.
Through marsh, desert, forest, storm, the sparrow held true to its course.
Multiple times it gave up; and, moments before some event would have caused it's demise, the sparrow found renewed resolve and rejoined the sky.
Its only true solace was the clouds.
Amidst danger, discomfort, and disillusionment, the clouds were quiet boxes of peace; where every corner appeared to hold a harsh beak or crisp death, the sparrow found the clouds were a home.
A short home, to be sure - too small to simply soar as hawks and eagles, the sparrow could hold its course and hover for only moments ... but moments it cherished!
Softly, the sparrow rose and fell. Buffeted by torential rain, twisted air, and harsh heat, the sparrow seemed ill-suited for its task. Still, it flew.
Through marsh, desert, forest, storm, the sparrow held true to its course.
Multiple times it gave up; and, moments before some event would have caused it's demise, the sparrow found renewed resolve and rejoined the sky.
Its only true solace was the clouds.
Amidst danger, discomfort, and disillusionment, the clouds were quiet boxes of peace; where every corner appeared to hold a harsh beak or crisp death, the sparrow found the clouds were a home.
A short home, to be sure - too small to simply soar as hawks and eagles, the sparrow could hold its course and hover for only moments ... but moments it cherished!
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