KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
Indeed, the raven hissed when hands reached for it, in a tone that was meant to be menacing but mostly came off as huffy. The beak pecked at the hands even as the bird scrabbled backwards. Unfortunately it had trapped itself more than shut out any attackers, and no amount of flapping and squawking - and there was a lot of both - could prevent it from being grabbed. Blood splattered every which way from the injury in the wing during the struggle, but the pain did not even seem to phase the bird. The terror was everything, every avians dread of being trapped and pinned coming to play.
Through the scarf, the tiny heart beat a furious drumroll beneath black plumage. As the raven was held towards a sturdy chest however, it slowly stilled. Perhaps it was the warmth radiating from the man that held it, or resignation; nothing but wary suspicion colored the bond. But hey, at least no eyes had been pecked out. Yet.
Through the scarf, the tiny heart beat a furious drumroll beneath black plumage. As the raven was held towards a sturdy chest however, it slowly stilled. Perhaps it was the warmth radiating from the man that held it, or resignation; nothing but wary suspicion colored the bond. But hey, at least no eyes had been pecked out. Yet.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
