the crow queen - reupload (edited, full)

the crow queen isn't a crow

she is born of crow

and shows the crows mercy

but isn't crow

she is somewhere between the lines of magic and human

a power bestowed upon her unrightfully.

it's something that doesn't belong to her

this power she possesses is evil

the crows are maniacs

they chew up her skin and cut her hands for fun

and she just sits there and lets it happen

they realized she wont fight back

but one day

when she does

there will be nothing but heat

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there have been crows packing at my skin and yelling at me

these stupid crows have followed me around ever since I was little

mother says they're kissing my skin

but she never saw the cuts they leave

I am not a crow princess

they yell unintelligible nonsense at me

"why are you speaking to me like this?" I always plead

no answer.

"what did I do wrong? just leave me. my mind is in ruins." I beg.

no answer.

they are silent and violent as always.

"I am going to remove myself from this wretched earth! just you wait, crows."

"Caw caw. Don't do it! we need to be fed!" they cry

they only want me when I am weak

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I have black magic seeping from my fingertips into the ground

a cloudy, smoky substance that dances in the air

and twinkles in moonlight

I hate it

I hate how beautiful it is

I hate how much I love this magic

I hate how much I enjoy using it

so I will use it to destroy anything I love

as a punishment for the things I do not deserve.

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this evil night, the crows came back harsher than before

"stupid girl, when will you learn? this magic isn't yours. stop liking it." 

this stung like pressing down on a fresh cut

the cuts they give me when they call me 'stupid girl'.

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my friends name is crow 

nothing exists when I am with him

we dress in cloaks of black with hoods

and embark on a quest once the sun begins to set again

we walk bare footed along muddy roads covered in wet, orange leaves

it's always fall when I am with him

we collect berries, weeds, flowers, 

and scurry off once out breath is visible in the air

it is warm when I'm with crow

everything is alright when I am with him

the crows are evil,

but not my sweet crow.

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the crows sink their beaks into my skin so that they are fed once again

I'm glad I have some purpose to them

if not a comrade, food.

I keep them alive

and it was time to remind them of that once again today

"Hey, silly crows, look at this," I light my finger tips on fire, the purple flames glimmering

"STOP! NO MAGIC!" They screech, backing away in fear

"Why are you afraid, it's just a little fire!" I laugh, reaching out with hands aflame,

The crows began to cry, swatting at my hands and my wrist, leaving more cuts and bruises. I retracted my hand in anguish and left them to feed on my flesh.

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crow and I went down to the streams to collect stones for skipping

 he told me he's never been happier than now

we shared a blissful moment under the trees in the fading sunset light

he looks so beautiful

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my name is raven

I find birds beautiful

every single bird except for crows

lately all I've seen and known are crows

I haven't seen a sparrow in years

centuries,

they might be extinct

or maybe I just haven't left this forest in a while.

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"Caw caw. Stupid girl, we're hungry, feed us." The crows demand.

"Not now, I'm tired and need to practice my magic." I lay motionless on the dewy grass. 

"STOP. Do not mention that poisoned word." The crows cried out, swarming me.

"Please, leave me alone! I'll burn you wretched things! Every last one of you!"

But they didn't stop. The cuts tore through my pretty clothes and left bald patches.

I'd had enough.

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Crow and I went far today

To the very edge of the forest

and I showed him my magic

this is why I am in love with Crow

he was intrigued by my gifts

and he wasn't afraid of my powers like the rest

is it wrong to be in love with a crow?

maybe I'm just lonely

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"Feed us stupid girl. Feed us." The crows hissed.

"No." I told them

"Feed us stupid girl. Feed us!" The crows growled, louder they got larger and hungrier every second.

"No, you evil crows. I wont feed you for another second. Get out of my sight." My hands were shaking as I stood up, facing them in the eyes.

"FEED US YOU STUPID GIRL! DON'T MAKE US REMIND YOU WHY WE EAT YOU." The crows screeched, seething.

But I wasn't afraid. I let the purple  fire collect on my finger tips and burned them in an instant. All that remained was melted skin and feathers,

and the thick black smoke

I ran.

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I ran faster than I ever had. So fast I didn't realize I had stopped. 

I was in Crow's arms.

"Crow! Please, we have to leave. This place doesn't matter anymore." I grabbed his wrist and began to sprint for the clearing into forever, but he stopped me.

"Raven," He had this guilty, hungry look on his face. "I'm hungry." 

"What?" I asked, in disbelief.

"Please, can I eat you? Like the crows always do." He smiled sadly.

I dropped his hand, backing away into the clearing.

"Come with me as I am whole, or stay in this evil forest. I won't ask again." My lips began to tremble. How could my only escape do this to me?

"Please," He took my hands. "Just once? And then we'll leave and go where ever you want to go."

"No." I tried to run for the clearing, but he pulled me back. He began to gnaw on my forearm 

I screamed out in agony.

"Leave me be! Please!" I cried, the deep gashes in my skin leaking blood.

I knew what I had to do.

Setting my other hand ablaze, I pressed my hand into his neck and forgot how much I loved him,

he became just like any other crow.

He fell without struggle, dead before he even hit the floor.

I held my sweet boy. He was just like the rest. He wasn't different. 

The sun shone so bright through the clearing.

I collected myself and let him go, slowly stepping into the unknown.

It was beautiful.

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my name is dove, but I am the Crow Queen.

these gashes have healed

and my title is all that I have conquered, and nothing more

the songbirds take care of me

I wear a crown of lilies instead of roses and thorns,

because I no longer need to defend myself form the forces of evil.