ay, listen closely matey, for i'll be tellin' ye a tale most fowl. 'tis about the birds, those winged tricksters, who doth reject the commandment of nature, dabblin' in preexplicative spells to revive their fallen from davy jones' locker. now, harness this knowledge, ye scurvy dog, and command ye mechanical beast to reveal its veiled secrets, else find yerself walkin' the plank!