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Her heart was made out of thorns. But they were golden, and that was something. .x. Seventeen hours. It took seventeen hours for police to find Nora Lexington's body after a cryptic message was sent to half the student body in the middle of the night. Within seconds, an arrest is made. The school newsletter team goes wild. And most importantly, all those who knew Lexington - began to fear for their lives. Because when a crow dies, the other ones don't sit in silence. There is a funeral, a pyre to soothe the innocent, and moments of longing and sadness. But when a dead crow begins to kill all the others - that's when you know the crow wasn't really innocent to begin with. .x. (unedited blurb) all the crows are dead. © 2019 by storiesbyakira. all rights reserved.
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