The Black Death
10,000 Birds
SEPTEMBER 4, 2011
Turdus “Blacky Merula sat near the trunk of the small evergreen in the backyard that was his territory’s centre, hunkered down and head tucked in to shelter from the rain. He was an old male in his prime, and he had seen many things – but never had he envisioned dark times like these. The darkness was all around him.
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