otter magic

Yesterday I took the ninja girl to the swampy pond where I'd seen the otter, hoping we might see him again. The crows were there, loud and loud as ever, and we watched the water a while, but the otter wasn't showing himself.

But there were noises. Sounds like very distant music, at one point, and something that to the ninja girl's ears sounded like a seal barking, and later, something that to me sounded like someone singing a crow's caw. It was like someone was there, pretending to be a crow o...