Jungle

Field guide No. 1194

A flock of starlings over a grey city loosens at its tail into a loop of black ink line. Somebody is drafting, and the birds are the first copy.

Starlings turning into ink

Written in the sky, then scribbled.

A flock of starlings over a grey city loosens at its tail into a loop of black ink line. Somebody is drafting, and the birds are the first copy.

Field noteThe flock frays into one loop of black ink. Somebody is drafting, and the birds are the first sketch.

Specimen
No. 1194
Kind
Possible (the golden mountain kind)
Breaks
Category
Where it doesn’t exist
The sky above a grey city.
Nearest existing relative
A starling murmuration.
Filed in Fresh slop as
Surreal

Also possible, also breaking category