Micro SF/F by O. Westin<p>I befriended a crow. I'd put scraps of food out on the balcony and watch it eat.</p><p>After a while it started to bring gifts in return. Bottle caps, disposable lighters, that sort of thing, left on the table.</p><p>I accepted them.</p><p>But this morning it was waiting for me, holding a diamond ring.</p><p>Should I?</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/MicroFiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>MicroFiction</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/TootFic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>TootFic</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/SmallStories" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallStories</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.art/tags/VSS" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>VSS</span></a></p>