In the cool breeze
Of the morning sun
Sits the raven.
His eyes flickering back and forth
like a serpent
getting ready to strike.
Watching
Waiting
seeing everything.
Biding his time.
To put his curse
upon mankind.
Because He knows
the first human that
sets eyes on him today
will die.
Here sits the Raven.
He knows he is death.
He’s watching
for you
to take your last breath.
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Brrrr! I hope I see no ravens anytime soon, Luna!
🙂