Monday, April 8, 2013

The Garden

I decided that, after all my work is done, I'd tend to the garden.

You know what I found?

Dead crows.

Dead fucking crows, all either torn to pieces, beheaded, or with a huge jagged hole right in their stomachs. Goddammit, Weeping Willow, whoever the hell you are, if this is some kind of message, it's not funny.

And as I was leaving, I heard the sobbing... it cuts in about halfway, but I think I got most of it, save a couple of seconds at the beginning.

Decided to analyze the audio before posting... there's more than one cry. ...if you listen close enough, you can hear the cries of babies.

What. The Actual. FUCK.

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