view from the tower when i got home from away, climbed all the way to the top, and there was a bird in my room, not too unreasonable a bird but still an unwelcome guest at this hour, that had let himself in. the window was open and so i waved my arms and he flew out. but as soon as i turned around, h e was back. i took the jackdaw by my hand threw it out the window, and into what i'm shielded from watched him fall and turned around held his gaze throughout the fall in spite he did not move at all i heard the thump as he hit the ground. my mother came running. "angel! what did you do?" don't come in here, i wanted to say, but she would come anyway and so i kept it to myself. "are you allright?" "i hurt a bird", and i could see him through the windows, trying to fly with his wings somehow inverted. they would not bear him, and he was infuriated.