A child appeared in a lonely life of an old bird.
A child most special she had seen in her long, tiring lives.
Someone special in many ways.
Abnormal, but amazing.
An anomaly that should have never occurred in this nigh-perfect nature.
A child of another world.
Someone who had suffered from the loneliness and cruelty of that world.
A child that survived with any means in that world and... this one, too.
He had no one but then; he found a family after he miraculously came into this world.
He was a reincarnation, but, even among those errors, this one had a great impact on the entire nature just from being present.
A linear timeline changed, making him a singularity that existed in many.
But this wasn't a bad thing.
Nature loved him and his life, though full of thorns, had light and feathers that would heal the bleeding feet.
