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creator_raven) wrote2006-03-04 12:48 am
creator_raven) wrote2006-03-04 12:48 am
[OOM: Raven, it seems, is paying attention]
His head is itchy. If he were truly flesh and not clay, the hair on the back of his neck would be rising. Instead, his smile is small and sharp, and his eyes are very bright.
He knows who is watching, and it is time and past time to remind her of certain things.
I will always find you
Possibly it is merely his undying affection.
It is something of a comfort, is it not?
Possibly it is something entirely different.
It is the work of a moment to walk out of the bar and toward the lake, black coat-tails flying crazily in the breeze.
And then they turn to wings as with one last caw, harsh and ringing, Raven disappears.
He knows who is watching, and it is time and past time to remind her of certain things.
I will always find you
Possibly it is merely his undying affection.
It is something of a comfort, is it not?
Possibly it is something entirely different.
It is the work of a moment to walk out of the bar and toward the lake, black coat-tails flying crazily in the breeze.
And then they turn to wings as with one last caw, harsh and ringing, Raven disappears.