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A single bird cawed overhead. The sun beat down heavily on the ground. It was close to 90 degrees but dry. Despite the desolate wasteland that stretched out in all directions, Dante still thought it was rather nice out. Another caw and he looked up to the bird as it descended to meet him. He held his arm out for it, and the bird landed gracefully.
"Well?" asked the bird. The crow had a surprisingly deep voice. After a moments thought and a quick look around, Dante answered.
"I like it."
"And just think. Not two days ago, there was a sprawling city here." the crow said into the wind with as much of a smile as the he could muster.
"Quite a feat."
"She'll be proud."
Dante took a deep breath though his nostrils then exhaled, staring off into the distance.
"We should head back." suggested the crow.
"Agreed." said Dante. The crow flew off and up and they started the long trek home.