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Winter with The Crow and The Raven
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R1N1K4 - 5/22/2024 At 20:01
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R1N1K4 - 5/22/2024 At 20:01
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The crow perched on the slowly dying tree. It was near to winter, and the crow was late to sit on such uncomfortable bark. The crow was hungry, but its legs were too lazy.
The raven, flying away from the harsh winds of the snowstorms, hid in the same tree. Not for perching, but for hiding. The crow had been starving to eat a berry, for the lot of them were frozen. Its chilled feet were too sleepy to continue flying away. The crow cawed, desperate for food.