There was no doubt that it was a man or partly a man. He looked strange. He stood half transformed into a bird. Where one arm should have been, there was a black wing. His lower body resembled that of a bird. The rest looked like a man, except for his eyes, which were pitch dark. As we stood there looking at each other, I stretched out my senses to make out his energies. Just as I recognized the feel of him, he exploded into a swarm of ewilderedblack birds flapping into all direction. I ducked involuntarily and then I was back in my room.
About the author
ANETTE GULDAGER BOYE was born in Odense in 1969. She is married and lives with her husband and two children in a little town near Odense in Denmark. Her master’sin history she achieved with the topic Witch trials on the localIsland of Funen, and she works at Museum Odense. It is a lifelong passion of hers studying the old tales and folklore of Scandinavia.