The Jian, also known as "the bird that shares wings", only possesses one wing.
Unless a male and female pair lean on each other and act as one, they're incapable of flight.
They're imperfect, incomplete creatures.
But to me, their way of life struck me as profoundly beautiful.
Before I listened to Yeat, I was nothing. A loser you could say. Yeat saved me. Thank you. He saved me from living life as a loser. Being a Yeat fan isn't just a hobby, it's a lifestyle, a reason to breathe, an escape from this cruel world filled with thieves.