The Raven

Scouring the night sky,
The oblivious nature of those who travel the never ending darkness only fear it.
Dark, feathered bird hovered overhead looking downward in a condescending fashion. It’s adaptation to the environment is astonishing, sky’s the limit has never been able to truly live it’s true meaning. Alas our perception of the darkness is to represent nothing, the emptiness and the cold. To the raven, it is the utopia. Blood splatter on the pavement accompanied by the decadent remains of the corpse the crimson trickled alongside it. What a feast the young raven will partake in, it is home.

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8 responses to “The Raven

  1. stevehi

    Very good ! Ravens, fascinating creatures .

  2. monocochlearmutineer

    Yes, it’s the knack for adaptation that is perhaps the most disturbing… in the world of the raven, we are blind

  3. I love Ravens they are magnificent animals!!

  4. This is very visual and good.

  5. Hehehehe! Interesting. A readable piece from the mind of the bird.

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