The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.920Please respect copyright.PENANActtHCxmfwS
They were a crow, a bird of the night.920Please respect copyright.PENANAIQDPvWh5EU
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.920Please respect copyright.PENANA5iWug3ivyT
They were a crow, yet no they were not.920Please respect copyright.PENANAkBxS5qIqQu
The crow had changed.920Please respect copyright.PENANA2RJYywMlC4
It was no longer a crow.920Please respect copyright.PENANAQVay9pxOso
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.920Please respect copyright.PENANAdcYBUjPHQG
It wanted to be a pretty bird.920Please respect copyright.PENANAeB8YlQ34T7
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.920Please respect copyright.PENANANub2T3S0k7
The crow wanted change.920Please respect copyright.PENANACwr2DtYfxL
It wanted to be seen.920Please respect copyright.PENANAE4JO0azcp8
But no one came close.920Please respect copyright.PENANA1njTfGWFyk
So it became something new, indeed.920Please respect copyright.PENANAcuw7jnAaxd
It became a bird.920Please respect copyright.PENANAwLaoCxMd2L
A bird coloured white.920Please respect copyright.PENANA1pC2N20rPQ
The crow was then seen.920Please respect copyright.PENANAnBEyyvv7hv
The other birds noticed.920Please respect copyright.PENANAzmz0AZcVRu
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.920Please respect copyright.PENANAYLP23KQfBS
But, the crow it once was never flew again.920Please respect copyright.PENANARppQ6Wn3w6