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Far away from civilization lays a village, its know as, Village Of The Crows.
We worship the god that blesses us with life, protection, meaning, and wealth. In return, we give a part of us, something given at birth or before adult hood. A saying of how you'll live out your life. And in the end, you'll give up ur life to the crow. These offerings are decied by the crow itself our, messenger, and head of the town. ■■■■■ ■■■■■■■
These offerings are big or small,
Usually as small as a blood offering, or a chunk of hair..but lately the crow has asked for more. Parts of us, the rib, a finger, a arm, a leg. The towns people believe it is gathering for something. Something huge, perhaps it is finally awakening. then in 12/ 14/ ■■■■
A child was born. Hair as black as a crows feather, eyes of wich the head of the town described the crows.
Yes, a perfect match.
They said it spoke to him, a offering. One last offering to bring itself here to our world, it wanted that child.
A perfect vessel, The perfect sacrifice.
And so they took it from its mother to live with the town head. They told her the baby had passed away. And the town head, The messenger, took
It in. He gave it the name, Lillian.