Something That Took the Form Of A Bird
Jan. 1st, 2018 04:02 pmMy mother, who has taken to her bed though she's not particularly ill, called me into her room and said she'd seen a bird fly across from one closed window to the other and would I do something about it.
I looked. I couldn't find a bird. Not even a dropped feather. It's not entirely impossible it was a flesh and blood creature but if so it's been remarkably quiescent ever since- and that's not normal behaviour. Trapped birds don't hide; they flutter.
I looked. I couldn't find a bird. Not even a dropped feather. It's not entirely impossible it was a flesh and blood creature but if so it's been remarkably quiescent ever since- and that's not normal behaviour. Trapped birds don't hide; they flutter.
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Date: 2018-01-01 05:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-01-01 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-01-01 07:12 pm (UTC)Happy New Year. You've got Bede.
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Date: 2018-01-01 08:30 pm (UTC)The old one seemed to fly past- like the bird.