but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos 

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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Rain, starting

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It Will Get Lighter