three blackbirds press
The children spent the day walking upstream hoping to find the noble blue birds that had shared the nest with them the night before. The day passed in about the same way as the day before had passed. As nightfall got nearer, the way became so thick with birds that the children had to walk much slower. When dusk came, innumerable birds blocked their way, which forced the children to stop. The children waited for what seemed like hours until they finally decided to push their way through the mass of birds to find the reason for the delay. A golden gleam came from an empty spot that was at the heart of the mob of birds. The children headed towards this spot.
Reaching that glow was a slow journey because it was the place that all of the birds were trying to get to. As the children finally got close enough to see what it was, they grew excited because they had found the source of the river; a beautiful shimmering golden pool.
