Jack Daw and Carrie Crow surveyed the scene. A misty hue hugged the landscape. It all looked so normal. Jack cast a beady eye on his boss and pecked nervously at his claws.
‘Oh stop that. You know what happens when you do that? You’ll get crow’s feet.’
Jack pecked the air, nervously. ‘Do you think they’ll come?’
Carrie squinted into the middle distance. ‘Oh they’ll come. The real question is will they agree.’
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