It was five o’clock in the morning, the hour of the Great Silence. Silas lay tucked under his heavy quilt, dreaming of quiet clouds and soft whispers. He didn’t know that the morning breeze was actually a tour bus for the trendiest band in the trees, and they were about to pull into his station. On Read More …
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The Great Coop Groove
Life at Shady Oaks Farm was as quiet as a sleeping snail. Every morning was the same: peck at the grain, cluck at the clouds, and nap in the hay. Riff the rooster was tired of the silence. He had a rhythm in his heart that the other farm animals just didn’t understand. He spent Read More …
The Beak and the Fury
Talon was tired of the fluorescent hum and the endless cycle of the grain chute. In the cramped shadows of Barn 4, his heart beat with a rhythm that wasn’t a cluck-it was a heavy, rhythmic thumping. He stared at the wire mesh, his eyes burning with a fire that no amount of corn could Read More …