The Sound of Calling Crows
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Last published Wed, Nov 2, 2022
!! THIS ISNT FINISHED YET AS I. CURRENTLY JUST WRITING A ROUGH DRAFT AND IT MIGHT TAKE A LITTLE BIT BEFORE I CAN FINISH IT !!
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! Story is in first person ! (Also will eventually be posted on Ao3 as soon as I'm done writing it)
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Short Description/Summary
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I always wanted to live in an older home, I thought they were nicely built compared to some of the houses that I saw every day. So when I saw this house for sale a few months ago, I thought it was perfect. The odd thing was, although I had never seen it before, it seemed too familiar, with it's front yard, big porch, and the oak and pine trees that seemed to have been there longer then I have been alive.
It seemed pretty normal until I started noticing things the longer I stayed.
Like the crows that had been perched in the tree by the window near the supply closet. They seemed to never leave. And the floorboards in the supply closet, they seemed.. newer.. and it smelt a lot like rust and copper near them too. It doesn't matter though, some air freshener can hide the smell until it goes away.
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