by Kylie Kendrick, Creative Writing Class - Katie Laugen

Birds that came from trees. Feathers no longer soft, or fluffy. Bones from the edgy, uneven sticks and twigs. Birds of a new era, from trees we have known and relied on for centuries.  From the ashes of trees, they arose. 

    A purple-fuchsia sunrise as an orange-yellow gleaming sun revives from the night on the east edge of the earth. With time, the green and blue planet awakens with color and life. Zooming in at a steady but hasty pace, a birch forest on the left side of a mountain is up bright and early. Everything in the fo...