Wings flapping, heart convulsing, feathers ruffling, the aviary creature beat its way through the hurtling pebbles of water. Crooked white pillars of light sheared the bird's vision in half, for a moment defining the world as two sides of an unfairly divided scene, separated by the lightning's crackling finger. The ocean roared beneath, the clouds whipped and wheeled above, everything in between was grey. The wind applied pressure to the mother's little frame with all its power, the clouds obscured her vision, the rain weighed down, the lightning flicked and blasted near, all the elements of the world discouraging, persuading, tempting, obstructing, afflicting, this determined parent. A snaking tendril of wind clutched and attempted to wrest the meal intended for the offspring from the bird's beak. Breaking free from the tendril, with a burst of energy and motivation on levels unknown to man, the mother overcame and flew on, undeterred, relentless, in the face of the storm.
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