you are lost in a forest, you’ve been lost for a few days surviving on anything you can. You have wounds all over your body and face from twigs and rocks. You finally succumb to your wounds and collapse and pass out in a bush. You wake up high up in a tree, after who knows how long in a warm and feathery embrace you look up to see a harpy looking down on you with a gentle and loving smile

“Hello there, my baby bird”