Blue and gold. Sense of height and space. Glowing half-light. Smooth, luminous, slightly artificial.

Another carved wooden bird just inside the door, primitive, slightly out of place in this gentrified interior. Definitely a pelican this time, a mother, feeding her brood, but she doesn't look caring or nurturing. Savage. Vicious-looking beak. Those things like bunches of grapes cascading down her chest must be gouts of blood. And the chicks gorging themselves, just as savage-looking as her. Imbibing savagery from their mother. Blood instead of milk.

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