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// Old Bird 
// Story: Gazing Beyond 
// by Coma Blitz 
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A smell of smoke and a faint crackle were what woke me, and as soon as I heard it I shot up like a rocket and noticed a piece of clothing had fallen off me. It was a jacket, and a very old one at that, covered in scuffing, stitches, and patches. I was torn from my examination when a sound alerted me. "ehm" said the being and I saw something interesting, it looked like a very old cockatoo but at the size of a human at least and wore all sorts of clothing. "Well if'n yer done gawkin, I'd like ter introduce meself" he said " my name be Sylas Sterling and ye be in my camp". He spoke in a way that many believed old pirates used to speak and moved with pride while speaking his name. "Oh! I'm so sorry sir, I didn't mean to intrude but it was beginning to rain and I am very much lost. You wouldn't happen to know where a town is" I said to him. He looked inquisitively at his claws for a while and then chuckled "aye it be fine lass, ye can stay as long as needed, this only a temporary shelter till I reach me ship" he said with confidence"and yes lass I do indeed know where town is, but yer gonna have to hang by me till then, I've got a bit of stuff to drop off fer I can help ye". 

Ah, so it seems that he must regularly visit town to pick up stuff and was on his way back home to drop it off. "Well, while it isn't town I don't mind hanging around you till we get there" I said, and he seemed happy with my words as he proclaimed "Alrighty then lass! Then we have an accord, till me stuff be put back ye will hang with me and then we'll head to town!" 

He seemed quite ecstatic at this and began to smother the fire with some dirt and stood up. "Alrighty then! The rain be stopping soon so I'll be taking that!" And he picked up his coat and put it on giving him a very old but authoritative look to him "And we shall be going now, if'n that be fine by ye lass?" He asked. "Oh! um yes, I'm fine enough to leave, let us be off" and with that we strolled into the dying rain, deeper into the woods.