47.3 You see a human sleeping on a bed, and realize you are not really a crow, but the sleeper's lost soul. So you fly into the human's open mouth.....

You awaken. It is strange to be a human again after spending so many days as a bird.....

You live the rest of your life as a human, but you remember the language of the crows, and keep in contact with your crow friends, sharing secrets with them. And for the rest of your life, you can never look at anything dead without feeling the urge to peck it's eyes out.

THE END