Siren Song Of The Glued Thrush


Oct 31, 2009 The sound sifts up through the tree tops and, tired by their long swoop from the north, they swing in to its familiar beauty, not noting the thin pitch of alarm that was tainting the flute. Too late they sense the fear in the eyes of their friends whose limbs are strained … Continue reading Siren Song Of The Glued Thrush