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[silk_for_calde]

That was the second time I have found myself as a bird, due to the City's influence; though as a duckling I wasn't able to fly. Not that I was much better at it, as a night chough; I suppose that the shape does not come with commensurate knowledge of its use

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[letslip]

It seems it may be nice to be a bird.

[silk_for_calde]

I think everyone dreams of it, if only when they are young. At least, so it seems in my whorl.

[letslip]

It sounds like a nice dream.

[silk_for_calde]

Have you never wanted to fly?

[letslip]

It would be nice.

[silk_for_calde]

I think so, too. I once met a Flier, though; and from what I saw, and what I have learned about them, I do not think I would be suited to flight.

[letslip]

A flier?

[silk_for_calde]

Yes-- ah, I suppose they are unique to my whorl. They serve Mainframe; they help it control the sun.

[letslip]

It sounds very interesting.

[silk_for_calde]

It is... confusing, honestly; I understand very little of it.

[letslip]

Your world sounds very interesting, at least.

[silk_for_calde]

In some ways, it never seemed so, until I learned that there were others.

[letslip]

That's the way it goes, I guess.

[silk_for_calde]

I suppose it's natural; lacking a frame for comparison.

Was your whorl much like this one, Carmine?

[letslip]

Yes, it was sort of like this... cities... lights and technology...

Though I'm more used to the rural areas, now, not the cities.

[silk_for_calde]

In those respects my whorl is not so different; we have less... mundane technology, one might say? Less things one uses every day. And there is less comprehension of the principles behind mechanisms.

I have lived in a city all my life; it must be peaceful to live some distance from one. Quieter.