Two Birds. Two Children. One SkyTwo birds are born a morning's flight apart, on opposite sides of a border neither can name.Each of them learns one human child: a girl who leaves water out every morning, a boy who waits, perfectly still, for a bird to come down and drink.Then the war comes for both, on the same day, from opposite directions.What the birds carry away is a pink thread and a yellow strand. Light enough to fly with. Strong enough to hold a nest together.
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