Raven

He was perched atop the school across the street. Big, black, magnificient. He was chattering in a way quite unlike any crow I'd ever heard before. Of course, he wasn't a crow at all. It was the first time I had noticed a raven in the city and I wondered what he was doing there. Was he lost? Tired? Looking to torment me about my love life? He wasn't answering questions and didn't stay long, so I never really knew.