The middle-aged woman slowly curled her fingers into her palm.
Once, she had also had a feather.
It seemed she could only keep one feather.
The other feathers she had picked up had all mysteriously disappeared.
As for feathers, she had long since lost the fondness and wonder she'd felt when she first saw one.
The middle-aged woman clenched the feather in her hand.
But soon, she grew a little flustered and quickly opened her tightly clenched hand.
When she saw that the feather was "completely unharmed," she let out a small sigh of relief.
Then she lifted her face and smiled, her eyes narrowing.
There was a childlike innocence in her expression.
The big bird vanished before her eyes.
Even though she had braced herself, the middle-aged woman was still somewhat startled.
How had it done that?
As expected...
The big bird wasn't an ordinary bird...
The big bird... was it a divine bird?
The middle-aged woman stood there in a daze.
After a long while, a look of loss came over her face.
The big bird had left.
This time...
It was probably truly the last time she would ever see it.
For some inexplicable reason, she had that feeling.
And so, a wave of sorrow spread through her, beyond her control.
"Bzz bzz bzz~"
"Bzz bzz bzz~"
"Auntie."
Xiao Xiao reminded the middle-aged woman, "Your phone is ringing."
"Huh?"
The middle-aged woman looked dazed.
It took several seconds for her to understand what the young man meant.
"Oh, right!"
The middle-aged woman fumbled to pull out her phone.
"Hello?"
The middle-aged woman put away her phone.
The emotions in her eyes had settled.
That call... had been like a tug that pulled her back into the real world.
She smiled.
There was