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Growing more confusing

The more their feathers came in, the more alien they looked. Not in a sci-fi way—just in a way that didn’t fit into any known category that thrived in backyards. The green was now a rich moss color, and the reddish tint at the tips of their wings had deepened to a brick-like hue. “They’re… beautiful,” Laura said softly. “But nothing about them makes sense.”
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