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Tribble Month 2023 Day 14: Air or Land

Their whistles found more purchase here, among the trailing spires like dragon spines, bounding from rock to rock.  Where once, such melodies preferred to serve amusement over purpose, now they grew practical, with dances that could flow through this new, unfamiliar narrowness, and from mouths more and more like beaks.  And mouths were not all to shift.  Among the towering trees and great pillars of earth, their limbs reached out with grasping talons.  On the sparser air and weaker wind currents, new wings fledged to keep them aloft, while their lungs filled their chests to treasure it.  With greater lungs, then, came greater sounds, greater vibration, and more sensitive ears to match.  Out calls a litany of unique combinations!  An onslaught of fresh harmonies!  A flood!  A true deluge of voices and places and manners, to entangle with to their ever-beating hearts’ content!

It was no wonder, then, that many generations down, those who traveled back to their heritage of endless open space could make no sense of the wind’s song at all.

(Word Count: 173.)