Dark and stormy full of dread on the grey waters black of heart and dress of red. Sullen feeling filled her soul as the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.
In the sky above her head weaved her Raven broad of wing and sharp of eye black and shiny against a grey unholy sky.
Waters broke about her feet,icy cold but to her sweet. She is the rebirth of the dead she is the one on which all darkness is fed. Slowly as the thunder clashed she turned to face me and an evil light in her eyes flashed.
Reaching out her hand to me she gently cooed that she had come to set me free. Relinquish all of you that is good give in to me relax, release I am here to set you free. No I screamed I will not bow to you, I am not such easy prey here I stand and here I shall stay do what ever you have come to do.
Angry now she motioned to her raven down, he swooped at speed. So fast was he and noisy too. His warning screech I did not heed in he came with talons long and beak razor sharp on my face to feed.
That was how I lost my sight, it was wrench from me that dark grey night . Still I was steadfast I stood my ground though her raven ripped at me and threw my flesh to the ground.I would not give into the dead I uttered every prayer I had ever said.
Finally in the cold light of dawn I found myself on the shore lost and forlorn. Pained and I could see no more.
Dark and stormy full of dread on the grey waters black of heart and dress of red. Sullen feeling filled her soul as the wind whipped up her dress and let fly her hair black as coal.
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