The air hangs thick with invisible dialogues. Look closely, the gravity-defying words of the parrots hover, waiting for an escapade.
Parrot A: "Do you ever wonder if gravity knows its own strength, or if it silently giggles when we trip over our tales?"
Parrot B: "Perhaps, in the world of flying books and swimming trees, it's the tales that trip over us."
Want to explore more of the parrot's realm? Echoes or maybe Aerial Murmurs.