Dark clouds boil, Spilling past the greying Skyline. Stealing the light from our gaze, Billowing from a source unseen.
Blending invisible in the dark, He soars forth from his Nest amongst the distant canopies. An angel of the dark, feeding On fear and superstitious meats.
A blade-like beak releases a Lamentant croak. Like a withered slice of wisdom Aged and broken in places, Stretching through Time and Space.
Into the distance he soars, Gliding on our hopes and dreams. A blotch on all light, A bringer of darkness enfoloding. The night cloaks his very passage.
Whither the Raven goes, Nobody knows.
Romulus Demonicus
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