Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 31
._) something heavy on her chest, her lungs filled with dust, birdsong on the breeze, blades of sunshine cutting through the gaps in the trees, a counterpoint to the long shadows falling across the carpet of leaves, tiny bugs flying through the air, spots
Chapter 6: It Runs in the Family
Jonathan and charles were sitting on said balcony in the bright hours of the morning, listening to the birdsong and to the distant melody of the piano that floated upstairs from the open windows.
Chapter 2: The Curse
It wasn't uncommon for her to lock herself in her studio, painting the day through, with only the birdsong to keep her company.
Chosen: Chapter Ten
birdsong warbled above - kinds of feathered friends that she had never before heard the songs of. perhaps there still was beauty to be heard in the world.
United Through Two Worlds Chapter 13
The sound of the wind dancing over the leaves and distant birdsong brought a feeling of peace to his heart which he had felt for no other place. if there was ever a heaven, this would be the closest thing his mortal being would reach.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Eventually, it was all drowned out beneath chipper birdsong and the subtle drone of the wind as it rustled the fir trees. sana drew a long breath, breathed out the tightness from his chest with it.
Working Title: Bullfight
birdsong almost screamed. "how can you be so cruel? aren't you any better than the monsters out in your arena?" suddenly, the ringmaster's back stiffened, and he held out a hand.
Twin River Mysteries - A Curious Case of Lovers in Limbo - Chapter 5
She felt a shock of warmth as she dropped the stone into the hole, and the sound of birdsong filled her ears like the roaring of a river as she buried it. _carrying that around is probably not a good idea, either_, she thought.
Tales of the Traveller, Chapter 3- Journey's Beginning, Part 3: The War Zone
birdsong could be heard nearby. a herd of some docile-looking animals grazed on the undergrowth beside the lake a short distance away. max stood there and took a deep breath of the clean, fresh air. it felt very good.
The Crow in the Alley
birdsong. the sound carried on the wind trailing between the buildings, blown out into the square, where many turned their heads immediately to the sky in search of its source.
A Lesson in Hauntings
They watched the sky turn pink, then yellow, then steel blue, and listened to the birdsong and cicadas in the sagebrush as the high desert woke to life around their cabin. they moved only to pass the bottle back and forth.
Balm for Dichotomy
A breeze ... birdsongs. fresh air. softly lilting, ebbing around their ears. taunting their noses. juneau sighed. "oh, i could ... lay here forever," was her dozy whisper. "i don't know. i'm ... half the time, i'm content to stay here ... forever.