Lone Bird

A Story by Killer

I was sitting up in a tree wondering what it would be like to be a brid.

'Alone the quietness at last.' Thought Ria. Ria was a quiet blue jay. She always wondered what was beyond the trees in the forest she lived in. "I know I must see that side before I die," Ria said peacfully. She sighed laying back in her old ash tree. ' The image of the lovly world . I've never seen.'

At last she fell asleep as a soft breeze blow. She heard a call. "Ria, R-ria, you there?" She didn't know the voice so she opend her eyes and looked down a woman . "Yes" The bird anwered carefully. "Would you help me? I'm looking for my home?" The womans voice crackled. The old woman was old and saggy. She wore a blue dress in the darkest of shades of blue.

"Where do you live?" Ria chripped.

"In a Small cottage on the other side of the forest." Truly this woman was lazily for she could walk to her home. Also how stupid she was , she said she did not know of where her home was. Maybe she was lonely and needed company ? And maybe not...