The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.907Please respect copyright.PENANAksXqC03hGx
They were a crow, a bird of the night.907Please respect copyright.PENANAa3mnXC55rv
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.907Please respect copyright.PENANABZU0NUqJB6
They were a crow, yet no they were not.907Please respect copyright.PENANAhquJWqKNz1
The crow had changed.907Please respect copyright.PENANA1zlwqjEfeB
It was no longer a crow.907Please respect copyright.PENANAI4Dhq9cz6i
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.907Please respect copyright.PENANAeDCCDiLq5n
It wanted to be a pretty bird.907Please respect copyright.PENANAilbwB7nmJR
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.907Please respect copyright.PENANAiUKJGWt45u
The crow wanted change.907Please respect copyright.PENANACu1qQXcN9K
It wanted to be seen.907Please respect copyright.PENANAZHrdS2iydH
But no one came close.907Please respect copyright.PENANAMMIsv0afyw
So it became something new, indeed.907Please respect copyright.PENANAFcFETxqaY7
It became a bird.907Please respect copyright.PENANAEIbSsLBmrW
A bird coloured white.907Please respect copyright.PENANAsyrdfmQxBM
The crow was then seen.907Please respect copyright.PENANAE6qIDODQ7C
The other birds noticed.907Please respect copyright.PENANALSQvIY6OYN
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.907Please respect copyright.PENANA6Zs3Kbf3o3
But, the crow it once was never flew again.907Please respect copyright.PENANAcXxAnwTppz