So the next time you hear a woodpecker drumming on a tree, pause for a moment. Don’t just see a bird looking for insects. See a lost king. See a prophet in feathers. See —still tapping out the secrets of the forest, still searching for his lost love, still refusing to bow to Circe’s spell. Have you ever encountered a woodpecker in the wild and felt like it was trying to tell you something? Share your story in the comments below.
Never spurn a witch.
When you think of woodpeckers, you probably think of a rhythmic tap-tap-tap echoing through the woods, or perhaps a flash of red crest against a tree trunk. You probably don’t think of prophecy, witchcraft, or the tragic downfall of a king. So the next time you hear a woodpecker
In a fit of divine rage, Circe raised her wand and transformed Picus on the spot. He didn’t turn into a pig. He turned into a . See a prophet in feathers