KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
There was no reply from the raven. Nothing stirred within its mind, or at least nothing that reflected outward. Its eyes were open, gazing distantly out across the landscape, so seemingly barren if you did not know where to look. Its breathing was steady, and the blood from the wound had slowed from a drip into a slow ooze. Nothing life threatening. A fortunate thing, perhaps, as that would have forced a shift that none of them wanted. Noah, because a bird was easier to carry than a grown man.
And the raven... Who knew what the raven truly wanted. Perhaps not even the bird itself.
It stayed like that, still and unmoving in Noah's grasp until the Citadel began to grow into view on the horizon. Only then did the bird stir, twisting feebly within the confines of the scarf. A sense of reluctance bled from its mind, and a deep sadness. Hollow, aching. Far more painful a wound than anything physical.
And the raven... Who knew what the raven truly wanted. Perhaps not even the bird itself.
It stayed like that, still and unmoving in Noah's grasp until the Citadel began to grow into view on the horizon. Only then did the bird stir, twisting feebly within the confines of the scarf. A sense of reluctance bled from its mind, and a deep sadness. Hollow, aching. Far more painful a wound than anything physical.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
