The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.907Please respect copyright.PENANAgkuQp4Ugr7
They were a crow, a bird of the night.907Please respect copyright.PENANA0bgLg21gHX
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.907Please respect copyright.PENANA16tkC3IqMf
They were a crow, yet no they were not.907Please respect copyright.PENANAgxY5SLjkcx
The crow had changed.907Please respect copyright.PENANAS9vAGJFjhJ
It was no longer a crow.907Please respect copyright.PENANAdevB2WWgjI
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.907Please respect copyright.PENANAFK7i9rJFMX
It wanted to be a pretty bird.907Please respect copyright.PENANAPcmm0QK7bD
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.907Please respect copyright.PENANAFJHNyNYw2w
The crow wanted change.907Please respect copyright.PENANAzUThsgA6mH
It wanted to be seen.907Please respect copyright.PENANA5krrkX4zIc
But no one came close.907Please respect copyright.PENANAl4Zg4wRuFN
So it became something new, indeed.907Please respect copyright.PENANALXx7frSRtd
It became a bird.907Please respect copyright.PENANAp3OQoIhlia
A bird coloured white.907Please respect copyright.PENANAHObOa7i5xD
The crow was then seen.907Please respect copyright.PENANAe428KzivMf
The other birds noticed.907Please respect copyright.PENANALQQclvU3Mv
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.907Please respect copyright.PENANAofoxTAcrXM
But, the crow it once was never flew again.907Please respect copyright.PENANA4UgA1irL5T