The Librarian's Revenge ©

The Librarian's Revenge ©

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Hannah B.Posted by Hannah B. 18 Jun, 2009 07:53PM
the crow flew down from the telegraph wire and perched on the edge of one of the many walls that belonged to the winstead farm in sulumor. the crow tightened its grip on the now crumbling wall and awaited the signal. three other crows swept down past him and the first of the three driiled its beak straight through the heart that belonged to a poor young man who was hitch hicking his way as far away from there as possible as a few towns along from here hell had broken loosewhen a man known as burehc had arived any one could enter the town he was situated in but no one had left since his arrival.as the poor man fell to the ground the crow that was sitting on the wall sprung in to actoin ..............................5 miniutes later there was no sighn of any hitch hicker on this long and dreary road, just four slightly less hungry crows.they all suddenly scattered when they heared the sound of an engiene rumling down the path, it was a farmer who had seen every thingas quick as lightening he was on the roofof his tractor yelling and waving his pitchforkin the air, less than a second later there was no trace of any farmer or for that fact his tractor. winds howled and blew snow and ice over from erohpsohp. the crows thought it was ther lucky day because a car now sped up the road, inside was an old lady who also thought she could face the crows as she to was now on the roof of her car but armed not with a pitch fork and a great set of lungs but a machiene gun .each crow ducked dived and spun away from the bullets. and yes there were alot of them the ladys front passenger seat was filled with amunition. but eventualy the amo ran out and she had only one thin to use as a weapon and this was a verry battered umbrella.the crows thought it was there chance to strike but when they were about a metre away from her when the umbrella started to spin and shoot fire balls at the now startelled crows. this was a powerfull magican and they must dispose of her but she had masered the full power of the earth , sun and moon it would be hard but they would try the power serged through her and in the directoin of the crows
a nice but slightly windy day and an old lady standing on the roof of a car holding an umbrella which is spinning around and shooting fire balls what a dying memory