The Black cockatoos wheeled overhead, their grating caws the omen of death.
"No!" She cried as she ran down the beach, her legs a blur as she increased their speed, her muffled footsteps a drumbeat to the birds' ominous warnings, "no, no. No!"
she was too late.
The girl fell to her knees beside the lifeless body.
"No..."
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Random[WARNING: Please do not take any of these ideas without permission! If you see someone else using these ideas, please let me know, because these are all my own work.] This book is basically just a compilation of all my little bits and pieces of unfi...
