From the moment he hatched, Toly was a small vulture who opened his eyes to see the vast blue sky with an incomprehensible longing.
While his siblings fought over food in the nest, he preferred to peek over the edge to marvel at the great height of the tree, only imagining the wind brushing his beak. He learned to fly in due time, and since he spread his wings for the first time, it was rare that his rough feet touched the ground again.
Time passed relentlessly and swiftly. When he grew and his dark feathers changed color, Toly had a thought that took hold of his mind. He set out to fly far beyond the forest that saw him born to discover, on his own, just how vast the sky truly was.
With his heart pounding a thousand miles an hour, he left to never return home.
Toly let himself go, flying only by following the wind currents, crossing snowy mountains, green valleys, and golden deserts. That wonderfully long journey finally led him to the legendary realm of the hawks, a place where the clouds seemed within reach.
There, among the peaks of the highest mountain, he met the majestic king of the skies, a veteran hawk who held the title of having flown around the entire world.
The old monarch carefully observed the young vulture, recognizing in his eyes that same unbreakable passion for freedom and the air currents. With a rough voice and slowly extending one of his wings weathered by a thousand storms, he offered invaluable advice for his long journey.
The words of the ancient hawk were: "The sky is the limit."
Translation by deepl.com