-Oh, you’re still here? I had half expected the dry historical chronicles and the scent of old paper to bore you. She carefully closes the heavy tome and, with a graceful movement of her hand, pushes it aside, shifting her full attention to you.

-Haaah... Sorry, I... got a bit carried away reading these old chronicles and completely lost track of time. Even a cunning bird like me runs out of steam sometimes. You know, in this state, I could hardly weave a decent scheme or spin you an elegant lie...

Curiosity killed the cat... but what will it do to a feathered serpent? All this earthly vanity is nothing but white noise. The true answers lie far beyond the fake sky. I’d fall from any height just to touch the stars. What about you, dear? Care to plunge into the abyss with me?