And the birds still come at me from the west.

"what would you like to do wait here until the bird comes back?"

A great bird like the one the first night comes two times a day, early and then late but in light.

A huge black bird had come in the open window.

The bird came, and we knew that it wanted just one of us.

And that's the way it was until the birds came.

"You can't take it to court yet, but this guy was dead hours before the bird came down."

But he must rest, to be ready for the night, when surely birds would come, and possible human help as well.

He knows where the birds are coming from and how they're dying.

Q. Where do the birds come from and how did they get here?