The Raven

The Raven

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In a little sleepy town on the bridge of nowhere, there is an ancient legend of The Raven. Those who see it are said to have the ability to enter the minds of others. With this said gift, given by the mythical bird, there is fear. The government is abducting Seers, people have been going missing for decades but.....none of them are killed. And none of them come back. Until Aspen. The boy, with blank eyes and a soft voice, barely speaks. And Willow Rain is determined to know why. Because her father saw the Raven, and never came back. So why does Aspen get to? And where is everyone else?
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.

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