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[ The time has come for a final song, and as Jast's voice spreads itself across the forest landscape, the world stirs in answer. Leaves fluttering in a sighing wind, branches dancing as they cast a play of dappled sunlight and shadows across the forest floor. An enormous enclave of birds descends, avian of every size and color, some winding complicated spirals overhead, others landing alongside the augur as he sings, lending their own warbles and chirps to the melody -- (a song of open spaces and vibrant colors, heartbeats and sweet water) -- and clambering into his lap, or onto his shoulders. He does not brush them aside, nor does he reject any of the other animals who come to sit in audience. The boy merely sings, head back and throat open. The power of his voice is visceral, a thrumming sensation in the skin, and all around him the forest flourishes. Long grass curling, color spreading, flowers blooming, water glittering.
When Jast has finished, when the air is filled with the heavy scents of earth wet with new rain and burgeoning plants, he looks down into the camera. His eyes shine a brilliant blue, exactly the same shade as the sky overhead, piercing in their mimicry. His little smile is calm and he chirps pleasantly, ]
It is time for me to return to my work. I will miss you all, and I pray you will continue to love this place in my stead.
[[ ooc; RIGHTO. Jast has already delivered his gifts! For those not on the list below, you are welcome to have one of THESE little habitats, as well as to take something from THIS BOX. Everything initially in the box has a very minor good luck charm placed on it that will wear out over time.