Answer:
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
What has three ways out and just one way in?
I run through hills. I veer around mountains. I leap over rivers. And crawl through the forests. Step out your door to find me.
Dark, feathery, and popular in Baltimore and fantasy books.