Little Octobre sat on the forest floor, her fairy wings folded neatly. She addressed the audience gathered around her.

“My friends, you have been with me since this month began. Now it is time for you to fly to other worlds. You will be in my heart and soul, and I will miss you. But it is time. Fare thee well!”

All the birds chirped and sang their last goodbyes before they flew off into NaNoWriMo land.