As you walked through the waters of the river with your head down, you heard wings flapping, and caws just right in front of you.

As you look up to see what was happening, you saw a boy laughing and dancing with a murder of crows.

His laughter reaches your ears.

"Marvelous! Everything is marvelous." The way he spoke had this british accent to it.

He hasn't noticed you yet. But the murder does, making them fly over to you, catching the boy's attention. His mouth went agape as he noticed you.