(Of the Fay and the Meaning of Birds) - "...Previously, the world had been filled with song, thought and the chiming cheers of angels, but this time around, it was aimless and without reply or agency. And while the divine pondered what best to do, with a second thought, they created the birds and made them appear out of the clear blue sky as a cherished memory and a reminder of the angelic host now banished from this realm."
(Of the Fay and the Meaning of Birds) "...It is told that the birds first came to the Tenth Creation during Meirothea’s time, drawn to her voice and charmed by it, slipping through from the old world where memory had wings. But such things are only whispered now, passed through druidic chants and half-sung lullabies. No bird has been seen in living memory, only feathers in empty places, and songs remembered by stones."
(The Last Word) - "...This morning, a bird came to my window. The first I have seen in years. It bore a letter, wrapped in worn cloth. Its feathers were grey, its eyes bright. When I unrolled the parchment, it did not fly away. It stayed. Watching. Silent. It did not sing."
Of the Fay and the Meaning of Birds