The crow flew so high! it was so happy to finally be able to soar. When suddenly it was hit by a rock, and it fell and fast. What happened? Why did so much change so quickly? The crow could never truly know, no matter how much it was told. It was just too young to understand.
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Randomidk, stuff I write varying from complete fantasy to stuff that hides my thoughts and vents in them it's angsty stuff sometimes read with cation
