The girl learned the crow's language and fell in love with the blind crow. The girl who was about to sail away stayed behind and decided to accompany the crow. People said it was a crow, the girl said it was just a crow. The girl watched the crow's purgatory life and the moment of his death. The girl's friend walked into the room and wanted to tell her that she was leaving, but what appeared in front of her was the dead girl surrounded by eyeballs, and an equally cold black crow dead on her chest.
A short story, probably a stream of consciousness, I will write the reasoning when I have a brain
People in our village talk about friendship, and my sister has no partner!
Intention: Who took away my eyes? Please see where I die.
