The Bear House: Scales and Stardust by Meaghan McIsaac

Author:Meaghan McIsaac [McIsaac, Meaghan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Holiday House
Published: 2022-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

THE STAR AND THE BIRD WHO STOLE THE SONGS

the writings of bern, the fore: star writ

ONCE there was a crow who wished for a beautiful song. The crow longed to sing as the lullabird and the light finch and the jewel dove. And so it stole their songs for itself. But songs are easily bruised if they are not handled with care, and the crow held them so tight that it crushed the sound until it was nothing but mournful, shrill cries. Just like the crow’s own song.

Without their songs, the lullabird, the light finch, and the jewel dove began to fade from the world. And the crow so missed the sound of their songs.

One day, the crow saw a star walking among the poppies. “I wish to give the lullabird back its song,” the thieving crow said to the star. “And the light finch and jewel dove. I have made a terrible mistake. I have held their songs too tight and ruined them.”

“Why did you take their songs in the first place?” asked the star.

“Because their songs were so beautiful and so precious to me, I wanted them for my own for always. And now, all of our songs are ugly, mournful things. And there is no more joy among us.”

The star, being a kind and eternal being, considered this. At last she said, “But what am I to do about this predicament?”

“You can grant me your star magic, and restore their songs to me so that I may return them,” said the crow.

The star, kind and eternal as she was, considered the bird’s words again.

But the Great Lord Tawn, who had been listening to the crow, saw the deceitful game at hand. “If you were meant to have the power of the stars,” Tawn said to the crow, “then you would be a star. If you were meant to hold beautiful songs then you would be a lullabird or a light finch or a jewel dove. You chose to take what did not belong to you. And still you ruined the songs with your selfishness. And now, you would dare fool this star into giving you the songs that should go back to the lullabird, to the light finch, and to the jewel dove, only to keep them for yourelf! This is the end of it, I say. Star magic stays with the stars. And crow song stays with the crow.”

Enraged, the crow pecked out Tawn’s right eye.

When Tawn was left to nurse his wound, the crow turned on the star. “You will give me your power and you will fix my stolen songs,” it squawked.

“But if I give you my power,” said the star, “what will become of me? A star without its power is no star at all. And a star that does not shine cannot burn in its place in the heavens, or watch over the mortal world.” But the crow didn’t care about the nature of stars. “Give me your star magic,” the crow

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