You, the sky-creature, fell from above. Weak, broken. My clan watched. We watched, and we judged. But you learned. You walked our paths, spoke our sounds. Now, the iron-bellies come, to tear our home. You know their ways. You know ours. You are a bridge, between the forest and the metal-skins. This is our home. This is *my* home. And I will prot...Read more