She lives in a hut. She wears many hats. Yet there is something else she loves, more than her comfy hut and fancy hats.
She loves to talk.
He is the true bard. The only kind, from all of the kindest birds. He is the one who shall always be remembered. As the guardian of the chirps, the hums, the strums, and the stories. Told and sung. Silences and aloud.
She has been called many names in the universe; The Flower, The Blossoming Bloom.
And that’s how she likes it. She proceeds to fly around the Kingdom with her most vibrant colored…
At the entrance to The Kingdom, there is a huge rustic establishment adored by many of its taming majestic humbleness. Every eyes can see the stream of knowledge flocking in and out the building. Every cracks and grooves radiates a wisdom from all…
The Kingdom is blessed with his presence. A universe-old poet with juvenile spirit. His wisdom is wrapped in a joyful thirst for knowledge in his eyes. He is sure to sparks curiosity in everyone he meets. The Paternal Poet is a fatherly figure with childlike…
There is one Colibri known by all. The one who loves to strum and sing and dance. She lives in the everglade where she performs her own choral for everybody to see. Every time Choral Colibri sings, the water flows, the wind blows, and the flowers…
She is brave and honorable. Although you might mistake her loud honesty as offensive, Roaring Raven is one of the most trusted allies you can found in The Kingdom.
She is the softest sing. The softest feather. The softest of Nightingale.
She stares at the horizon, she smiles and writes a redemption of forgotten passion and buried dreams…
He talks in riddle, his tunes are no taradiddle.
He is warm and sweet, like a cup of hot chocolate. He is no other than Ambrosial Auklet.