I now carry the bluebird's lifeless body with me. Somehow, I have to get it back to its family.

I tried several times to get spells from De Drinkplaatz... but only once did I become a crow. My belly had been too full of water and there had been no room for me to fly straight enough... outside the misty mushrooms you lose your magic, it seems. But now I lay on the cool stone of the bridge, trying not to retch.

His family must wonder where he has gone.

I can not bring the life back in to the bird, now, as bugs crawl over his carcass. I have vainly tried to shoo them away, but it has not worked any. I give up on that. I have even tried to drown the bugs by dipping him in the water, but that only made him stink, and not all the bugs drowned... more came. Now, he sits by me in the sunlight, the breeze ruffling his lusterless feathers. His eyes, I have closed, but I can still feel them boring in to me.

How could I, a bare spiker, have killed him? He was so beautiful.

And how do I get him to his family?