Grackles are not especially known for the beauty of their song, but they sing sweetly enough. They’re certainly not known for the brightness of their plumage, either, but there’s something very fine indeed about that iridescent black. It reminds him of the shine of Acatl’s hair unbound and flowing in the morning, before he’s pulled it back.
Teomitl—Ahuitzotl, Revered Speaker of the Mexica—has been on campaign for months. He has been at war, away from his city and the people he loves, for months. He stares up at the birds singing on their branches and thinks about the canals. And about Acatl. Suddenly he misses that man like a lost limb.
And then he goes to find his quartermaster. Perhaps it’s possible to cage a few of the birds and bring them home with him. They would liven up the palace aviaries admirably.
Obsidian & Blood, Teomitl
Grackles are not especially known for the beauty of their song, but they sing sweetly enough. They’re certainly not known for the brightness of their plumage, either, but there’s something very fine indeed about that iridescent black. It reminds him of the shine of Acatl’s hair unbound and flowing in the morning, before he’s pulled it back.
Teomitl—Ahuitzotl, Revered Speaker of the Mexica—has been on campaign for months. He has been at war, away from his city and the people he loves, for months. He stares up at the birds singing on their branches and thinks about the canals. And about Acatl. Suddenly he misses that man like a lost limb.
And then he goes to find his quartermaster. Perhaps it’s possible to cage a few of the birds and bring them home with him. They would liven up the palace aviaries admirably.