The White Crow
A pretty bird, coloured in white.794Please respect copyright.PENANAFvHFQqveJo
They were a crow, a bird of the night.794Please respect copyright.PENANAsSOblWMSyq
But they were a tone, a tone of the light.794Please respect copyright.PENANAOv7uTu4skA
They were a crow, yet no they were not.794Please respect copyright.PENANAS7b1q5yfWO
The crow had changed.794Please respect copyright.PENANAHlBuDSscBa
It was no longer a crow.794Please respect copyright.PENANAnbYZWJ7brT
The crow wanted to fly amongst the birds.794Please respect copyright.PENANA7WBMAsAwHK
It wanted to be a pretty bird.794Please respect copyright.PENANAfEIPwDWLsi
But, that meant it was no longer a crow.794Please respect copyright.PENANAlqV3cTMug0
The crow wanted change.794Please respect copyright.PENANAaOXeJx6jLb
It wanted to be seen.794Please respect copyright.PENANAudFcN6DBc1
But no one came close.794Please respect copyright.PENANAHDK79qVUyi
So it became something new, indeed.794Please respect copyright.PENANAdA2PAMyW99
It became a bird.794Please respect copyright.PENANAmWph8cNXgO
A bird coloured white.794Please respect copyright.PENANA6SjKTbwU3F
The crow was then seen.794Please respect copyright.PENANAV8nSvr6JRs
The other birds noticed.794Please respect copyright.PENANAvSGEEtkXIj
The white crow flew, it flew with the others.794Please respect copyright.PENANAlnFkA2Xws3
But, the crow it once was never flew again.794Please respect copyright.PENANAFtqdhhFyag