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I am the imprisoned bride. Locked inside a narrow tree hollow, I finally understand why humans call it the ‘bridal chamber.’ All true love, it seems, begins with a voluntary cage.

I am the great hornbill. For my chicks to live, I seal myself inside this wooden prison for two hundred days. To make a soft bed, I pluck out my own feathers—the very wings that once carried me across the sky. Each tear, each sting of pain, transforms into a cushion for new life. From that moment on, my world shrinks to darkness, and my only light is the figure outside who never fails to return.

Our bond began not with whispers or songs, but with proof of devotion. He hunted and fed me with precision, showing he could provide. The day I swallowed a bat carrying his scent was the day we signed the rainforest’s oldest contract.

Together we found a simple hollow, soon to be my prison and our nursery. He brought mud mixed with saliva, and I spread it with my beak like a mason laying bricks. Slowly, inch by inch, we sealed the entrance until only my beak remained visible. From then on, my fate was in his claws.

And he delivered—day after day, bringing me fruits, insects, and small prey. Rain or storm, he never failed. But on the thirtieth day, something shifted. When he offered me berries as always, I pushed him away from the entrance.

This was not rejection. This was trust. Because inside me, a secret had already begun to stir.