Walked a dark and moon lite path. The only sound was a murder of crows and the sounds of my footsteps on the dirt path. That’s when something felt off. I came to a stop.

Without any warning a beak started forming pushing its way out my mouth stretching and morphing my face as it slowly made its way into view. I tired to scream but there were only ‘caws’ sounds.

My hair started falling out as feathers grew. My arms now resembling a bird’s wing. My pupil darkened like the night…

I will soon be joining the others on those power lines.

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