eh i felt like making people sad so i made this
here's the story The crow falls so silently. His wings are old. The sky slips away. He hits the sea The robin fights the wind. She flys so swiftly. But her wings are small. She grabs the soaking crow. The crows desires the sky. The robin tries. Her wings are too small. She drops the crow. He sinks swiftly down down down. She weeps silently. She failed the crow. She is too sad. She flies to a mountain. Her talons grip the high cliff. Her tears mix with rain. She leaps. Her wings close. Her talons remain sharp. Her eyes remain bright. But still she falls. She hits the rocky land. Her wings flop uselessly to her sides. Her eyes are bright no more. She dies.
