And there's dreams where the crow comes and tells me to fly.

The crows came in the blue dust, with the evening stars.

Who better to remember the sparkle in an eye before the crow comes a'calling?

Even the crows knew and came to look.

The laughter and crows of triumph came, muffled, into the room.

The white crow came flapping in from wherever it had been, landed on my right shoulder.

One day, the crow Manami had save before didn't come to the meeting spot and she panics.

Shadows drifted below, whimpering because the crows would not come down to play.

But it's just as likely that a crow or another predator came around and saw the action.

Already the crows were coming, appearing out of nowhere.