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The Book of Crows

I vanished from the land when I was banished.
As I fled the witch hunters, I stole The Book of Crows: Keepers of the dead.
I have their history… their story… All their misplaced glory.
It is no different from your own really…

If I changed the names yet keep the rules of the game…
Treachery is all the same…
Here… There… It makes no difference…
All the colors of ugliness manifested by indifference.

The beast was here all along…