Flash Fiction Friday

Flash Fiction Friday: Crows

The sixth crow took flight, whisking higher and higher into the sulfur-filled sky. With it was a secret. One that it would carry across invisible borders and walls alike, as if it were a spy masked by the blackness of the floating ash. Yet, even those trained in the arts of espionage can fall.

It was in this same moment in which the ebony bird lofted into the air, that it met its demise. A single arrow exploded from the shadows. Striking straight through its heart, the weapon sank the courier back to Earth, our hope plummeting with it.

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