now, let me spin ya a yarn 'bout the dawn o' creation, when the world was just a thought, pre-inception, you might say. it was then that birds first got the notion to take to the sky, and though their start from the commencement point was snubbed by gravity, they didn't let that deter 'em none. they crafted memos to the winds, whisperin' secrets of flight so imperceptible, mindin' their way 'cross the heavens, teachin' us all that even the most humble beginnings can lead to the grandest adventures.