Two Crows

Two Crows

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 25, 2016
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Romance
With only a drug addict mother left at home, Isara decides it's time they go back to their old town where they grew up when their father was alive. Isara and her happy-go-lucky younger brother now re-own their same old apartment. On her first day back she discovers a strange figure outside of her old building. A dark disfigured shadow panting and freezing out by a tree. All she can see is a pair of violet glowing eyes on the shadow and to make matters stranger, around it sits an unexplainable amount of crows exploring the shadows surroundings and disfigured body. She runs down to save whom ever it is out there, or whatever it is in this matter... She has no idea what to think of it except that this person might be homeless or ... a person nearly frost bitten to death or maybe both. Anything could happen. She approaches the oddly shaped black figure finally. Once a disfigured shadow from her window view, suddenly, the most beautiful man she has ever laid eyes on lying before her. Isara knew the strange things she would begin to experience, having lived in this town once before, but he is by far the one thing that will change her life for the better or worst. Her life will be changed forever because of this perfect man that lay before her.
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We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

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