From Nothing to Norton

Chapter 70 Old Friend

The sky was overcast and gray, mirroring the somber mood of the mourners who had gathered in the small cemetery. They stood in a semi-circle around a freshly dug grave, heads bowed as the priest recited prayers for the departed.

As the ceremony proceeded, a lone crow perched on a nearby tree, cawing loudly. Its dark feathers stood out against the dull backdrop of the sky, and its piercing calls seemed out of place on the solemn occasion.

Some of the mourners looked up at the bird with disdain, muttering curses under their breath. But others seemed unfazed as if the crow's presence was expected.

The priest paused in his prayers, glancing up at the crow with a frown. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not to shoo the bird away, but in the end, he decided to ignore it and continue with the service.

As the priest spoke the final words of the eulogy, the crow suddenly took flight, circling over the mourners' heads before disappearing into the distance. The silence that followed was b