Feathers Stories

For I have earned every one. Each, is a gift from the wings of a flawless valkyie. I have walked the sky for age after age of man. I am THE firestarter. It was I who clashed two riverstones together and that spark never dimed. I pay a somber price under the dark black sky in the bitter night. For every fire that is lit a new spark falls on my naked skin and sets me on fire again.. I am the burning man again and again. I h...

Here I sit writing. Pardon me a moment. Something is poking me in the butt. Ouch, that hurt, as I pull a feather out of my butt cheek. I feel several other pin feathers there. I scratch my head with wonder. Why am I growing tail feathers? Am I changing and if so why? I eat a lot of chicken and eggs. I think I developed some chicken traits lately. I scratch around looking for nothing in particular. I flap my arms, but get...