C324 I Am the Kind of Bird That Flies

His neck was in pain. It was the soreness and pain of swelling, as if he was sleeping on a pillow. The melodious sound of a violin could be heard, along with a few waves of sound.

I opened my eyes in a daze and saw the blue sky. I sat up in panic and found myself lying on the deck of a cruise ship, covered with a black suit.

The sky had already brightened