Two Flying Flocks (WIP)
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Two flocks, divided by beliefs, merging only while bashing beautifully bloody beaks and clashing crooked claws, live upon a mediocre acre of rural neighborhood property. Most would take interest in a story just about the crazy yahoos that raise the chickens, but little does anyone know that each flock--each chicken--has their own story to tell...One simply has to watch (if this beakful doesn't ruffle your feathers, that is).
You may dodge the vile voracity, maniacal murder, or the epic epidemic of other tall tales, but you've been warned: don't judge a bird by her feather.
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