The Birth of Solemn

Before the beginning of time, at the bottomless pit of silences, a dormant soul once sparked with love and sincerity. Yet as the universe started to expand, the gravity breathes its might to mould the humblest creature of all, the first bird, the first bard, along with the first music echoed throughout time and universes, Solemn and his tranquilizing hum.

Everything great about all the birds will and ever existed are predated to him. His feathers are a magnificent hue of oceans and skies. His beak is glazed with kisses and blissful cries. His wings can span far and wide to hug everything he wishes. He stands mighty and tall yet bowed to the tender hearts of life. If he so desires, he can crane his head back to sing a wistful melody that can stop the time itself, to soothe any creatures from their anxious souls.

He is the message and messenger of boundless love, perspicacious lores, and effervescence melodies. The first bard who shaped the soundscapes like a space-time in which every harmonies can give birth to themselves. When he flies, the stars are twinkling, the planets are spinning, and the darkness is singing as he flaps his wings. All musics known and yet to be known by men are immortalized within him. Every birds and bards has a tint of his soul rest within them, living.