how fairy tales are written
The birds are singing outside. Hard. They throw their voices. I think, Are they actually on the balcony? I open the blinds. The bird actually on the balcony says, Oops! He scoots between metal barriers, aka balcony struts. I say, Oops! And slide away and shut the balcony door.
The birds are singing harder now. They beat the giant.
This is how fairy tales are written.