Suddenly a small black and white bullet dived in through the open window. It took a moment for Child to realize that the frantic, flapping creature winging through the room was Birdie. Rose had let out a little shriek and had snatched up bottle from the bedside table, taking aim with hobbit accuracy until she too realized what it was that had sped into their room.
The crow finally seemed to get its bearings, for it dived under the covers and disappeared.
Child and Rose exchanged disbelieving looks before bending down over the bed and slowly pulling the covers back. Bird was huddled in the center of the bed, feathers slicked down flat and shaking miserably.
"I saw him! Child, I saw him!"
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