The Winged Singer — PROSA POÉTICA 𝒃𝒚 Silla Maria Campanini
“𝙄𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣,” 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩, “𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙨. 𝙈𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙣, 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩.
“𝙄𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣,” 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩, “𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙨. 𝙈𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙣, 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩.