"I heard the lady's been placed under room arrest. Apart from her lessons, she's not allowed to leave her room."
"Oh, and I saw her on the balcony... she was talking to a flock of birds."
"She must have gone crazy. Ugh, it's giving me shivers."
"Maybe it's in their blood. Going crazy, I mean."
"Karma's more probable, you know? Ellinor and her daughter."
Motherfuckers.
I placed my teacup down after a sip.
"So, basically, they're just spouting nonsense?"
"One hundred percent!" A small bird with brown feathers and white markings on his head answered.
"I see, good job, Leo." I teared up a piece of sweet bread and gave it to him.
"Thank you!" Leo said and began pecking on the bread.
I continued to enjoy my leisure afternoon tea, reveling in the comforting breeze while conversing with my cute birdie friends.
BUT NO! I HAVE NOT GONE CRAZY!
I can seriously, really understand them!
