Just a shadow passing overhead.

No need to pay any mind.



Occasionally you might walk by a ragged black bird stalking along the edges of the sidewalk, tearing at unidentifiable scraps with its beak. Maybe it looks up at you, and maybe you notice the patches of grayish feathers on its head that give it a perpetually annoyed expression. "What're
you staring at?" it seems to ask. Or perhaps it just crawws and flutters away to perch on a telephone wire, the better to eye you warily from above.