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The Extremely Unofficial Woodswallow
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AI-generated painting and story
The story
The woodswallow had been appointed, through a clerical error involving a misplaced stamp and a very enthusiastic intern, as the Extremely Unofficial Woodswallow of the Department of Avian Paperwork. Its duties were undefined, its authority unacknowledged, and its salary paid in stale biscuits. Every Tuesday at 3:15 p.m., it reported to the attic to file nothing, a ritual it performed with the solemnity of a judge and the enthusiasm of a tax auditor who had just discovered a loophole in the tax code for left-handed squirrels. Today, it had decided to write a memoir. The first sentence would be: 'I was not supposed to be here.' It had not yet decided whether to sign it.
The brief
A small, slightly rumpled woodswallow with mismatched buttons on its vest stands rigidly on a wooden stool in a dimly lit attic, one claw resting on a dusty ledger, the other holding a fountain pen poised above a blank page, under the weak, yellow glow of a single bare bulb casting long shadows across stacked crates labeled 'Miscellaneous Officialdom'.
The painting and the story were written from this same scene, so the two describe one moment.
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