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[iluvsedward]

I like Bird Butt better

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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[Delta2 23]

I'm going to continue it. I feel like it

He was a beautiful, radiant icy blue. He broke out, a spot of light in a vast, frozen world, the snow swirling bleakly around his unstable shelter. He was free at last, from the holds of the dank, life-saving pile of dead plants.
Outside, the bitter wind pulled at the pine trees, their boughs creaking slowly as they strained against the immense power. The chick looked around him - there was nobody there. As far as the eye could see, the world was blank and harsh, occasionally broken by a lone, gnarled old conifer.

Thousands of miles away, the young pullet cried out in anguish. 'My son!' she said out loud, her voice catching as she looked down at a tiny piece of the shell she'd broken off. She held it close to her heart, held him close to her heart. She could bear it no longer. She ran and headed north, the trees slowly thinning out, the landscape becoming more grey and bleak, until eventually the last leaf was miles behind her and she was surrounded from all sides by the beautiful world of snow, the world she had dreamed of so often, where her little light lay somewhere out there.

She battled through freezing, harsh conditions, running with no sense of direction, but she knew, she just knew, that she had to find the truth. She let out a shrill call, 'Ske-rick!!!' and it echoed off the pristine, untouched wasteland, the place her son had learned to call home.

She arrived at the flimsy shelter she'd built all those weeks ago, her heart pounding as she stepped inside, straining her eyes for the flash of blue, the little cheep that would mean he was alive. She had dreams for the two of them, stretching on endlessly, a world of happiness and warmth, the love that a little chick deserved.
Hoping with all her mind, tentatively taking the last step inside, her heart fell. Tears of helplessness welled in her eyes as she looked out at what seemed like a universe of white.

And she collapsed onto the pile of leaves, once held a life inside them, now cold and damp, rotten away.
She held onto the tiny piece of shell and broke down, the tears coming freely now. It was all she had left of him, a light put out so fast.

And then LandFlight turned and started to head home.

(to be continued!)

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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Awesome!

 

[Delta2 23]

Danke schÖn!!

It's going to get better though. I bet you still can't guess who the little chick is!

 

[crazyaboutchickens]

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er, yes

 

[Delta2 23]

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er, yes

It's going to be a surprise! This is going to be fun *rubs hands*

 

[BirdNut]

I loved it!! Very good!

 

[BirdNut]

Warriors flooded out from the bushes, atop their heads were polished skulls of whom they killed, which they wore with much pride. They all strutted with their chests out and heads high, effortlessly defending any attacks made on their vast army. They were unstoppable.

The camp put their fear behind them and fought back, leaping and spurring at the warriors with all their might...

Just a part of a story I'm thinking of writing (with illustration!

). I got bored and wanted to try illustrating a story. I wonder whose it will be? We shall see.

 

[duckluv]

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Cool.