During the best of times, the bird sang clearly. Its voice filled the air with unmistakable chords and harmonies, slicing through the industrialized, materialist melancholy that hung over society, like a katana sword cutting through moldy drapes. During the worst of times, the bird sang harshly, its voice just a bit off key, perhaps a side effect of the pharmaceuticals in the water supply or the radiation from the 9g towers.
The thing I enjoyed most about this piece is that, while it swoops and dives into places of absurdity and exaggeration, it does so very gracefully and in a way that underscores a fundamental truth, namely that people are afraid of the unfamiliar, will go to great lengths to deny its existence, and take great pains to denigrate a person like Theodore who sees what they do not. Thanks for sharing.
The thing I enjoyed most about this piece is that, while it swoops and dives into places of absurdity and exaggeration, it does so very gracefully and in a way that underscores a fundamental truth, namely that people are afraid of the unfamiliar, will go to great lengths to deny its existence, and take great pains to denigrate a person like Theodore who sees what they do not. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Victor. I'm so glad that you enjoyed this.