Whispers Of Hope

Whispers Of Hope

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"I don't recognize you human." That voice isn't Sam. Instead a crow sits in front of me. "Why do you feel great grief Human?" ---------------------- Nadia Patel, a sixteen-year-old girl, lost her parents to a devastating disease when she was only six years old. Now, she is stuck inside an orphanage with only a necklace to remember her mom with. This disease has taken over the world. So, this orphanage has had all their kids trapped for years until Nadia decides to step outside in the garden. This is the best decision she makes. She befriended a crow named Rook. But the strange thing is that she could talk with this crow. She could speak with almost all animals. So she set out in the world with this new friend. To brand new adventures. Who knows what she is going to find, what benefits this would bring her or even, maybe, the world. TWS:bad language, death, blood,violence, and cussing. I will not add any trigger warnings to chapters!!!
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