Four - The Tangles and Fray

 

An unexpected gust landed Piece in the Tangles and Fray 

 

Cyclones despaired and twisted, cutting through the landscape,

 

Painting … and then erasing … solutions to his sadness. 

 

Our hero was without words.

 

The Red Girl (now with a face of blue) produced a bird from her Bag of Flutters, 

 

A blue bird of restful tones

 

It held him, and rocked him to sleep.