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My friends are...nomadic. They come and go with the seasons, migrating to all different places. I know them all by name, by beady eyes that's stare from the trees. If you couldn't guess by the title, the back of the book(description), or my obvious hints, I can talk to crows. The only thing is, others can't. And I know it's dull, "A guy who can speak to crows? That's boring, go feed some birds, bird boy," but, honestly, you don't wanna read? Why'd you pick it up? Put the book down if you can't handle it(truly it isn't that horrid. Yet.), wuss....
Have we filtered them out? Good. Just you and me now, reader! Now, listen closely, I'll only say this once.
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CrowSpeak(Wip)
Teen FictionScott Peterson has always had every friend and none at once. His knack for speaking to the devil spawns in the trees leads him down a strange path with new relations. In his sophomore year at Alton's High School, romance, drama, and violence begin t...