When you play this deck, others will cower in fear of the crow. they know that his minions are there to support (defend) him at all cost. "Storm crow is love, Storm Crow is life", a praise shouted in churches far and wide, for they know that the one true master of this world is the almighty crow. Bow before his glorious, glorious beak.
Before time existed, Storm Crow stood against the twilight veil and brought forth the universe. He raised mountains, formed mountains, and breathed life into the soulless. Praise the crow, respect the crow, and above all else, believe in the crow. Many false messiahs have come to try and test your beliefs, listen not to the
Chimney Imp
, for the Storm Crow is your one and only friend in this world. It is he who gave you life, it is he who created this world, and it is his nipple that
Richard Garfield, Ph.D.
suckled on to bring forth the holy texts of magic the gathering.
Many commoners may ask, why must be offer up our newborns, mayonnaise jars, and goats once a month to such a lord. these commoners are killed off as the heathens they are, to question the crow is to steel your heart from his everlasting love. Mere mortals cannot hope to reach enlightenment if they do not offer their worldly possessions and bodies to the crow.
Praise be onto him, he who is without fear and malice, he who is vengeful and merciful, in the name of Richard Garfield, Ph.D.,
Squire
, and the Storm Crow BWAAAK!
