Talon-pb

    The night was still and quiet. The new moon cast no light. A passing night jay gazed down at the landscape. The darkness was broken by even greater darkness where a valley or hill cast its shadow. The region was barren and arid. Orange lights flickered in the distance, standing out in the night. A gust of wind buffeted the bird, and she fluttered few times to regain balance. Tightening her grip on a small coin in her beak, she veered towards the direction of the flickering flames. Silhouettes became visible around the fires, and the bird circled above until she found who she was looking for. Signaling her presence with a chirp, she flutte