Arcane Crows Novels & Stories

Well, she's the one holding the most number of bread they have stolen. It was winter and the freezing wind brushed her skin made her hug herself. Hearing the noise of cats and crows in the junkyard of their hideout, gave her goosebumps. She successfully lost the vendor that was chasing them. She looked at the crow at the top of a trash bin, and she felt this bird was staring at her intently. The crow was tilting its head while looking at her. Mizu knew what this bird wanted. She tore a little bit of the bread and gave it to the crow, but just after the crow gulped the piece of bread, she heard footsteps. So she hid immediately and the crow flew away. "Mizu! Mizu!" As she found out that it wa

when this Arcane Collectors mess was dealt with and well behind us. There will be birds and bells, rings and crowns. And this would be us for the rest of our lives.

He looked at the door in anticipation as he thought to himself, "These next few years are going to be interesting." Mane looked at the creatures that were flying a few feet above his head. These beasts were grey in color with a patch of black on the feathers of their necks. They were as large as an average ten year old and looked like large sized crows. And they were extremely tricky. Mane wrinkled his brow at how much work these crows had given him. These birds were called black necked crows. They were known for their speed and evasiveness, as well as their high attack prowess. Fortunately, these birds had very poor defense and so that could be exploited. Unfortunately, their great speed ma

Yet, what I beheld within caused my jaw to drop in astonishment as if it had detached from my face and plummeted to the floor below. [You have acquired the Arcane Tower blueprint] “Huh?” [Arcane Towers, also known as Arcane Turrets, are Constructs forged from Mana ore, crafted to safeguard cities within ancient civilizations. Immobile and formidable, these towers serve as sentinels, relentlessly targeting any creature that dares to approach.] [Armed with potent abilities, Arcane Towers unleash antimagic rays that pierce through any form of physical or magical defence, rendering conventional barriers futile in the face of their onslaught.]

I could have mistaken it for any other crow, but it looked the same as the one in my dream. “Oh, these crows again.” Ana shook her head in annoyance and turned to me, “Can you please excuse me for a minute, miss? I would be right back.” “Yeah, sure. Go ahead.” I said with a smile and she dashed away to get someone to help get rid of the crows. There were like a group of crows swarming the area now, that was why Ana was concerned. Crows were the symbolic animal of Wilfair and they represented a different kinds of omens. Crows in groups meant bad luck.

--- The creatures are not alive. Skeletons clad in sand-armor, their ribcages cradling pulsing violet fungi. They move in silence, scimitars of bone gleaming under the twin suns. Eden's crows dive, but the sand-armor dissolves them, acidic grains eating through feathers and flesh. "Run!" I snarl, but the city answers.

It was weirdly adorable. "Be good today," he said, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of my head. "Always," I whispered, watching him disappear out the door. ~~~~ “Hey, what do you think crows mean? Like… if one is just staring at you, watching your every move.” I asked Sierra. "Oh, that’s bad. Crows are messengers. Sometimes from the angel of death or witches. Before my twin had her accident, I saw a crow right by her window that morning. It made this weird sound like baa and flew away."She explained.

Ash grumbles, “So, fucking wrong.” Crow nods, “Not disagreeing.” He frowns, “I need to do some research to be sure, but there is some magic that he could be attemptin’. I don’t want to say until I’m sure mind. But if I’m right, it would be very bad for everyone.” Crow looks worried, but pulls out a book and writes a note in it. He stares at the page for a while, then sighs and closes the book. “I’ll let you know when I have any answers though, Darlin’.” She furrows her brow,

She held out her hand, and for a second, the white void slowed down. "I can see the text underneath!" Mina shouted over the rising wind of the void. "It’s not being destroyed... it’s being Struck Through! Someone is drawing a line through the South’s history!" Suddenly, a shadow fell over the grey village. The Giant Crow we had seen on our roof plummeted from the sky, landing atop the blurred remains of the village well. It was six feet tall, its feathers made of shredded black silk. In its beak, it held a pair of Silver Scissors, the kind used by a Master Tailor, but large enough to decapitate a man.