Somewhere Beyond The Apple Trees

Ohbard and Pell meet up over lifetimes and dimensions for exchanges and conversations: and as Pell approached his master he could see Ohbard's attention was taken what has you so keenly in your thoughts master? Ohbard was staring at an injured bird the poor thing, we should put it out of its misery, master yet who are we to determine misery, young Pell master, look at it, bleeding out and flickering like that from our perspective, yes, but within that broken body, within that broken head there may be something wondrous playing out this little bird may have led a beautiful life and as such, it is now re-running to a consciousness deep within and, if in real-time, this little bird is living that beautiful life again can we knowingly take that away from him the two simply gazed at the dying bird doubt floated nervously well master, I am happy to leave wisdom to you I do not feel ready for such weight they continued to stare but it didn't stop dark clouds gathering above them as the little bird flew joyfully somewhere beyond the apple trees