A Ghost in the Mist.

Flipping across the bamboo reeds, a Red Bishop brings its newfound material to build its nest.

The hornbill swerves away, turning towards his calling mate, his wingbeats stretching towards the skyline.

A majestic egret, its pristine form a picture of grace, ascends into the sky with the fluidity of a seasoned ballerina's pirouette.

His whiskers mirror a moment akin to his plumage.