Master of Song – One of 69 stories of 69 words comprising Rêves Opoponax 69
Rêves Opoponax 69
He was a master of melodies, this insignificant little forest creature. He was nothing to look at really, just a small grey bundle of feathers, bones and fluff.
As is often the case, beauty and mastery lie in the small. Excellence lies in the mundane. The great lies in the small.
His perfect song to the hawk was the sound of a dinner bell.
The master sings no more.
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