She found the aviary by accident. The dome’s glass had mostly shattered, but the iron latticework made a beautiful cage of stars. And there, on the central pedestal, sat Polly.
“Thank you for remembering me. Most things are loved only while they work. You loved me when I was broken. That’s the rarest magic.” Paradisebirds Polly-
“My name is Polly,” the bird continued. “I remember everyone who ever visited me. You are Juniper May Chen. You came here once before, when you were three. You were wearing yellow boots and you cried because your balloon flew into the sky. I watched you. I remembered.” She found the aviary by accident
Polly tilted her head. Her obsidian eyes gleamed in the starlight. on the central pedestal