The Bluebird (who could not die) decided to play in the Ocean. Deep down below, she met a creature who flashed colorful lights wildly in the darkness.

“Who are you?” the creature asked.

“I am the Bluebird. Who are you?”

“I am May,” May said.

“That's a pretty name.”

“Where you from?”

“Up there,” Bluebird said.

May lit up. “That's ridiculous. Are you hungry? Follow me and I'll show my world. We'll have a feast.”

May brought Bluebird through a deep tunnel to the world below. All of the light came from beings the bird had never seen before.

“Glorious,” Bluebird sang joyfully.

May's mother June was tending to the garden when her daughter arrived with Bluebird in tow.

“And what is this?” June asked.

“This is an alien,” May said proudly.

“I am the Bluebird. Pleased to meet you.”

“I told him we will have a feast. He has never had our food before.”

“Be on your way,” June said to the stranger.

“I will do as you ask,” Bluebird said.

The ancient bird swam deeper into the Underworld. She could feel the Ocean try to crush her.

“You are a thorn in my side,” the Ocean said.

“Give up,” Bluebird sang.

A Giant of the Deep swam by on his back with his hands behind his head.

“Welcome,” the Giant said.

“Your eye is the universe! You must see all, beautiful being,” Bluebird sang. “You are the eye of this world.”

The Giant danced to the bird's silent song (the Ocean crushed the notes).

When she was done singing the Giant asked, “What are you?”

“I am an alien from the world above. I have come to your world to sing and eat and dance and play.”

“I will play with you.”

The Bluebird and the Giant played together for years. They became good friends. They laid below the glowing world on their backs.

“That wound is nothing,” Bluebird said. “You have a good ten years at least.”

“You and your years,” the Giant said. “The air and the light rotted your mind. I am done for old friend.”

“Save my friend,” Bluebird sang to the Ocean.

“Save your breath,” the Ocean said.

After the Giant's funeral, Bluebird found May in the village. She now had a family of her own. Her mother June was dead.

“I'm going home,” Bluebird said.

“Come for supper,” May replied.

Bluebird did just that.