The Crow: Eric Draven P.O.V.
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"People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right."
A short chapter written in Eric Draven's point of view. It's just the beginning of the movie. I dedicate this to the late Brandon Lee who died making this film. I own nothing :b.
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