Sunday, May 22, 2016

100 Words a Day 856

The fat sparrow with the ice-blue breast landed on the red icona tree, grabbing one of its long branches with four-taloned feet. It hopped across the branch, causing the tea flowers to shake and release their sweet-smelling perfume. The sparrow stopped near the tree trunk and waited, its bright blue breast blazing against the red of the scented flowers. A long, haunting chirping caused the bird to turn its head. A few moments later, a red sparrow appeared, landing on the same branch that the other sparrow previously disturbed. The blue-breasted sparrow hopped towards the newcomer, echoing her ghostly melody.

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