A tiny booklet with a big sky inside.

Once, we flew together. Then, slowly, we forgot.

This scroll-woven tale follows the parakeets who traded freedom for comfort—and one bold bird who remembered the sky.

What follows is a soft, sometimes raw reflection on how we lost our rhythm as a people… and how we just might find it again.

For the ones who still press their beaks to the bars.

For the ones who dream of trees.

For the ones who never stopped singing.

The door was never locked.

May this little booklet open a window.

May the field be with you.