A 400 word story from CC author T E Taylor
Here’s a little piece I wrote at Holmfirth Writers last week. It’s not true, I’m afraid, but I have heard of cases of similar behaviour by these intelligent birds.
I had gone to the cabin to be alone, to get away from the maelstrom of working life. But I wasn’t alone for long. When I had unpacked my belongings and cooked myself a quick meal, I sat outside to watch the sun go down. A large black crow landed on the level space in front of me. Looking for bugs and snails, I thought – there was precious little open ground in these wooded mountains. Sure enough, it patrolled the ground with that odd, head-jerking gait birds have, and turned over a stone here and there. But it seemed to find nothing.
That’ll be that, then, I imagined. Off to the next clearing. But the crow did not fly away. Instead…
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