Lady of the Crows (P)

Lady of the Crows (P)

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Feb 27, 2018<5 mins
The Black Death of the mid 1300's was an interesting and horrid realization to the power that one disease can do. As a widower from the Black Death, Helena was stricken with grief, when witnessing her husband's death. Her husband's body was not granted a proper funeral and had to be disposed of immediately; due to further spreading of the contraction. Helena ignored this fact and demanded a proper funeral for her husband. She was not answered and began to be harassed by the King's Guards and miserable townsfolk that occupied the village she lived in. She developed a strong hatred for the King's Guards and villagers mistreatment of her husband's body and herself. She demanded justice; she demanded revenge.
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