Faithful Friends, Listen
"In the vast celestial library of the Thielli, The Book of Starlight was opened by a child who wanted nothing more than to read to the birds, as they loved stories and had many of their own to share by song, but none to know back by the voice they loved best, the human one. The birds gathered round -- as did Grawyn, the toad -- and their ears opened to tales they would later relate to their own young, in their
own language; and though the myths would change with each telling, they would never fade. The book would not be silent. The child was just one chapter. The birds were the words."
--Michael (a.k.a. Frogmuseum2..... www.flickr.com/photos/39598051@N00/ ) and using his photo www.flickr.com/photos/39598051@N00/121619390/in/set-72057...
*again, this is FM2's wonderous child, and the poetic prose his.