The birds circled ‘round the field again and again, a never ending spiral of eerie wingbeats and muffled cries, a never ending reminder of the bloody battle once waged here and left the earth so stained, no carrion eater could resist it’s thrall.

Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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