[ The crow catches the fry in its beak, wolfing it down. Crows didn't have much in the way of tastebuds but hey, a french fry was a french fry.
He wasn't a crow for much longer. Next time Farrah looked away the crow would be gone and Flagg would be sitting in the bleachers a few feet away, crow feathers in his hair. No one else seemed to see him; if anyone passed too close they'd get a chill up their spine but they wouldn't look at him. He didn't want to be seen by anybody else, so he wouldn't be. ]
Now, I know that ignoring 'em is taking the high road, and all, but when one of those pricks finally comes in for the kill I'd suggest a quick punch in the jaw.
[ Like one of those cartoons with a tiny shoulder devil, he was always there to give some bad advice. Unfortunately, there was no shoulder angel to counter any of his points. ]
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He wasn't a crow for much longer. Next time Farrah looked away the crow would be gone and Flagg would be sitting in the bleachers a few feet away, crow feathers in his hair. No one else seemed to see him; if anyone passed too close they'd get a chill up their spine but they wouldn't look at him. He didn't want to be seen by anybody else, so he wouldn't be. ]
Now, I know that ignoring 'em is taking the high road, and all, but when one of those pricks finally comes in for the kill I'd suggest a quick punch in the jaw.
[ Like one of those cartoons with a tiny shoulder devil, he was always there to give some bad advice. Unfortunately, there was no shoulder angel to counter any of his points. ]