
by iamhere
He went into the mountains looking for something he couldn't name. He found something that should not have been there. A crow. A cave. A voice that knew far more than it should. And a question that had nothing to do with why he came. If you were given one task by fate, would you recognize it? Some journeys begin with a choice. Others begin long before you were born.
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