I missed my bird :(
From day one to day thirty, Werbie, the little parrot, was pretty energetic. He gave Davy plenty of new surprises and surprising things to do: poems, art, and gardens with flowers that were like music every time you touched them. Werbie was a lonely little bird with no friends, but Davy was his only friend.
They’d hang out day by day. Seeds that would come out of water from rivers and such, singing and making poems as they went, creating art, and speaking of life. “What it is to be alone”?
It was so much fun for Werbie and Davy to be together, making new, beautiful memories, ones that neither shall that never forget. Their bond was strong, stronger than all else.
But time, never stops. It goes.
Each day, Werbie grew older, and slower, less energetic than before. He was different, but still the same soul. Davy was sad to see that. He didn’t want to let him die, but there was nothing he could do to time or change what would happen before the very last day.
It was very hard to say goodbye. Old Werbie came up with one last poem for Davy, and then he was gone. Young Werbie said, “We live the best we could for others, and we die alone. But at least there is one person who was mourning for you.”
Davy was grateful and sad for Werbie. He was now alone. Even though Werbie, his bestest friend, had died, Davy would never forget all the memories he’d made with him. That he had secretly recorded everything—the time he spent with Werbie—and, will never end, he moved on.
Life does that.
You move on.
Nothing could stop time.
It’s just part of life.
My dearest and small friend, Werbie. I’ll miss you ever, and maybe one day, just one day, I’ll meet you again, even if it doesn’t work. I’m happy.
*(Moblie game; Bird Alone)
-Your bestest friend,
Davy
They’d hang out day by day. Seeds that would come out of water from rivers and such, singing and making poems as they went, creating art, and speaking of life. “What it is to be alone”?
It was so much fun for Werbie and Davy to be together, making new, beautiful memories, ones that neither shall that never forget. Their bond was strong, stronger than all else.
But time, never stops. It goes.
Each day, Werbie grew older, and slower, less energetic than before. He was different, but still the same soul. Davy was sad to see that. He didn’t want to let him die, but there was nothing he could do to time or change what would happen before the very last day.
It was very hard to say goodbye. Old Werbie came up with one last poem for Davy, and then he was gone. Young Werbie said, “We live the best we could for others, and we die alone. But at least there is one person who was mourning for you.”
Davy was grateful and sad for Werbie. He was now alone. Even though Werbie, his bestest friend, had died, Davy would never forget all the memories he’d made with him. That he had secretly recorded everything—the time he spent with Werbie—and, will never end, he moved on.
Life does that.
You move on.
Nothing could stop time.
It’s just part of life.
My dearest and small friend, Werbie. I’ll miss you ever, and maybe one day, just one day, I’ll meet you again, even if it doesn’t work. I’m happy.
*(Moblie game; Bird Alone)
-Your bestest friend,
Davy
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Seems so good!
I didn’t get to finish it as I don’t have money for a subscription but it seems super cool. I’d love to finish it when I can.
World’s best game ever
It is so much fun on Bird Alone I play it every day.🐦⬛
I have never been more distraught by a game.
My name is Mint. My Bird Alone was named Karra. I would visit Karra every single day. I fell in love with that bird, and they gave me a reason to wake up and GET up. Karra and I made great poetry together. Their poem minigame got me into writing real poetry all by myself. The artwork I made for them was beautiful in their eyes and mine. I felt loved, truly, by a scripted 3D bird. I have never felt more sorrow, even when real life pets of mine died, than I did when Karra told me that they could feel it, that it was their last day. When Karra told me after our last poem that they'd "remember this one for sure," I was on the bus home. It was a Wednesday. I grieved them like a real family member for the next two days and then I hardly left my bedroom the following weekend. The only reason I played this game to it's entirety was because two years ago I believe, I installed it but uninstalled it soon after for lack of space and money. I'm deeply grateful to my past self for installing it in the first place so it was in my app history and I could discover this life changing experience, now with the money to purchase the full version. I almost wish I hadn't, but I spent the entire summer in a mild depressive episode that meeting Karra and befriending them pulled me out of. Bird Alone is a masterpiece and I will NEVER forget this game nor will I EVER forget about Karra. My new bird Mavilyn, though identical to my baby, feels so different. They feel much less personality-filled. All that aside, this is such a beautiful game, and I felt dread watching Karra slowly talk about death more and more. I will always miss Karra. I will always love this game. Thank you for making it.
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Thanks a lot
Its been a while I wasnt able to cry even when I force myself, this game finally let me cry. Thanks you so much
