Author Note: I am SO INCREDIBLY SORRY for the half years hiatus. Life seriously got in the way. I'm back though, and ready to keep on updating this story!
I spent the rest of the day pondering what Harrison had said.
The witching birds had killed Renald. And soon they would come for me, as well.
How could they have done that? Renald had never hurt anyone. He did nothing wrong except know too much.
Wait... how did he know about the witching birds?
I sat up in my chair. Harrison was on his perch, probably deep in thought as well. "Hey," I called out. "Can I ask you a question?"
He spread his wings and flapped over to me. "Sure. Not that it matters at this point. You'll die anyway."
I snorted. "Someone's a little pessimistic."
"I'm telling the truth."
There was a moment of awkward silence.
"So, what was your question?"
"How did Renald learn about the witching birds?" I asked.
Harrison shrugged. "I'm not really sure. But I do remember SCOR asking him to help them, just like they asked you."
God. I'm really going to die.
I still didn't quite comprehend that fact. I mean, it's a strange thing to process. I had just been told that I would be killed by magical black birds with dinosaur snouts that could somehow make it look like I had simply passed in my sleep. Forgive me if I seemed a little out of it.
"Thanks," I said, walking out the door. I needed to get some fresh air.
Death is a difficult thing to process.
When I was in freshman year of highschool, one of closest friends attempted suicide. In the end, she was fine. But it still terrified me. There I was, a fourteen year old kid, having found out my best friend had been sent to the hospital, and I had no clue if she was going to survive.
I was probably more afraid at that time then I have been in my entire life.
She was fine in the end, though. They put her on some medication, too. She was better than ever after that.
It still scared me. It made me realize how fragile life truly is.
My best friend could have died, and I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.
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The Aviary
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