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The Raven

Allan Onik

    Edgar’s tome glowed white and cast shadows in the dimly lit library. He held it and read it, muttering softly to himself. His Raven was white and caged behind golden bars in the corner of the room.
    “I shall see her nevermore!” Edgar cried, “my beloved Abatha. Taken by The Black Death.”
    A shadow crawled from a shelved black book with an inverted cross. Behind the flow was a pointed tail. When it fused with The Raven, the bird’s eyes took on a red glow and its feathers turned black.
    “Nevermore shall I look upon her face! Nevermore shall I hear her sing! Nevermore shall I feel her soft touch!”
    The raven fluttered in the cage.
    “What do you think of that? My dear bird? For I have little in the way of hope—my friends and Love taken by darkness. I have only a pet and my lore for company.”
    The bird turned its head and pecked at the bars.
    “Do you dream?”
    The Raven sprang at him within the cage.
    “Alas. Let us go for a walk.”

    Above the cemetery gates read the sign “Westminster Hall and Burying Ground.” Edgar walked to the tombstone and opened the cage. Beneath the full moon The Raven flew with a red glow.
    “Nevermore,” it said.



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