#sparrow(cake)day

“Ready for the performance, little one?”

"Need some shelter, little ones?"

As the night departs, the sparrows arrive home. Each one carries the quiet words and feelings entrusted to them by the many souls they had met. When every sparrow is accounted for and the unbeating heart becomes whole again, Yein stirs awake ⸺ their chest now full with everything the little lights had learned.

Once again, I'm blessed by many of you, who've taken much time and thought to share with me your well wishes alongside gposes of your beloved OCs engaging with sparrows, these little lights. The weekend has passed, and I am another year older. Both days were abundant in food and sleep and love. Beyond global sociopolitical change that redistributes wealth to the masses, I can ask for little else.

I know we've all been having a rough time of it, chat. A trapdoor beneath us has suddenly swung open, leaving us in bottomless free fall. If one were to succumb to hopelessness in this long dark, who among us cannot sympathize and understand?

We need each other now more than ever, to build connections that we may nurture into communities. In community, there is shelter and hope, and the healing embrace from the love and acceptance of others.

I believe deeply in the importance of love, because without it, we'd be blind to our own worthiness and left vulnerable to injustice.

My therapist once said, "You taught yourself how to love, and you should be extremely proud of that." Maybe that's how it started, but I can say with certainty I only got better at it by observing my friends. All this to say: I find hope easier to seek because of the relationships I've formed with people in this fandom.

I know that without love, I would not have learned to befriend my lifelong anger. And my anger would not stay so faithfully by me if I held no hope for tomorrow's spring.

In the more literal sense, I do enjoy winter much more than spring, and I've never lived in a place with very discernible seasons ⸺ as far as humans are concerned. Yet I know when spring is coming because I can hear the bird calls outside grow more numerous, with many returning under the guidance of migratory instincts. All around us, the natural world reminds us to be hopeful.

So take a sparrow with you, as your own little light. They will perch on your shoulder, hide in your pocket, or nest inside your bag. You may forget they're there on most days, but when your feet are weary and your head feels heavy, they will sing and chirp to you ⸺ and give you the determination to keep going.

You're doing so great, and someone's world is better with you in it.

Emmanellain: Why hello, little fellow! Come to welcome spring with us? Though I fear these festive spectacles don't come in sparrow size!

Happy birthday @iron-sparrow! Here's to another year of continuing to inspire us with your creativity~ (And hey, fistbump from one person on the verge of forty to another!)

As for the theme from your post, "what does a hopeful spring mean to you and/or your OC", for both Drakyr, Lakelta, and I, I'm going to say...growth.

lil guys on a sleepy guy ^-^