Best experienced from above, birds inhabit the mountain range Stoic. They live in enormous nests built from sticks and moss, and shed tufts of fur gathered from the mountainsides.
“You must see its waterfalls,” says Miss Emeline Traveler. “And the Lights cascading over the mountaintops.”
“For most, the air is too thin for a proper breath,” says the Guide. “But the Stoicians skim the skies unbothered.”
Visitors too become birds. They love to swoop over the beautiful land and look down upon it.
“It is a wondrous place to visit when one is not feeling well, but it is best not to visit for long,”says Miss Doe Friend.
The residents of Stoic protect their nests and begin to ignore those who linger.
The Stoic birds gather at the mountain lake Maudlin during mating season comes. Here they flit, swoop, and dive in an effort to attract mates. They cry, sing, and make a fuss. Feathers float down into the lake.
“The feathers make potent talismans,” says Miss Emeline Traveler.
The birds pick mates in Maudlin and then fly peacefully back to Stoic. The mating rituals of the Maudlin birds fascinate ornithologists. They are beautiful and exciting to watch. Those who grow bored of Stoic participate in the Maudlin rituals or perch in nearby trees to watch. Animals creep up from the mountainsides to gather the feathers in their mouths.
Visitors and scientists enter Maudlin from below entering the lake from an underwater channel. The waters of Lake Maudlin create passionate fevers. After mating, the birds fly back to their Stoic nests unhurriedly, their former fervor spent. Their bright necks and heads return to soft grey.
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