Poppy Brite. Drawings on the blood (№ 204549)

"Bird's country", - he thought again Trevor. It was a place where you can do magic, a place where no one will touch you. Maybe this place really is on the map. Maybe this place in the depths of your soul.
Trevor began to believe that his own Bird country is the pen moving across the paper, the weight of the notebook, the creation of worlds out of ink, sweat and love.