Then, as so often happens, I was suddenly thrust into the middle of a conversation attended by both my alter egos. The scientist spoke first. The second raven banked hard, adopting a course that would intercept the owl. Inches from me. The scientist quickly regained the podium.
Ravens prey on other creatures every day.
That's the way things are. Then, something inside of me snapped. The words reverberated in the still air, startling the ravens. The owl, still calling loudly, began to pursue one of the ravens. It soon broke off the chase and landed on a piece of driftwood .