Crowley has a crow in their name, have you noticed that before? *crow emoji*
"Can I have this dance?" asked Aziraphale.
Reality seemingly shifted when Crowley looked at him.
Only Aziraphale could be thinking about dancing right now!
What was he thinking?
Crowley wasn't sure. But he also couldn't refuse.
Right at that moment, they heard something ominous.
Old trees were also dancing. And there were hundreds of crows sitting in their crowns.
Wind changed into a tornado and took his Angel away.
"Crowley, wake up!" Aziraphale shouted.
Rational thoughts were slowly crawling into Crowley's brain.
"Oh, no," he mumbled.
Was it a premonition? He grabbed Aziraphale's hand. His Angel is not going anywhere.
Three crows were watching that scene.
To bylo kouzelně snové - i
Small_CS_Traff…
To bylo kouzelně snové - i když krapet znepokojivě! Ta závěrečná věta v poznámce! Trochu mi to zaevokovalo podobně pochmurnou píseň Dva havrani.
Že má Crowley vrány ve jméně jsem věděla, ale to, že bychom ho do češtiny mohli překladát jako (čerta s hodností) Vraníka, protože vranné koně jsou vlastně černé koně (jako vrány), to jsem zjistila teprve minulý týden :-D: