Feather and the Stone That Listened
A young crow named Feather is furious when the flock decides where to nest without asking him. He storms off to a quiet riverbank, where a smooth stone seems to understand his anger—if only he listens closely enough.
Meet Feather
A young crow who believes his voice should matter as much as the wind’s.
Notices small things others overlook, like the way stones hold still.
Story Preview
One day, Feather said to the river stone — Why did they choose the tallest tree? The branches are too thin. The wind shakes them. I told them it was a bad idea. The stone just sat there. They didn’t ask me. Not once. They just flew ahead, chattering, and I had to follow. Feather kicked a pebble into the water. It sank with a quiet plink. The stone just sat there. Between you and me, the riverbank was colder than he expected. The air smelled like wet earth and old leaves. His claws ached from gripping the branch. Can you guess what happened next? The stone was still. The water rippled. The stone just sat there. Feather sighed. The anger felt smaller now. The river kept moving. The stone kept sitting. He didn’t have to agree with the flock. He just had to listen. The last light faded. The stone stayed. Feather closed his eyes.
Continue reading with a free account...
Free — no credit card required
