Very little in her life had purpose until recently. The last few years were a blur of hatred for anything that breathed. As she watched this new naive life she wondered if he knew what was in store for him. That he had a grander purpose. His life now was simple but soon it would all crumble. She looked to him as his wings opened. As he enjoyed the warm breeze in his face. Her focus shifted to searching the lands. An urge to go to the Field overcame her need to stay here. Hmmm where was he hiding... A soft whisper escaped her lips,
Stillwater...
Syllables drawn out softly upon the breeze. If his name upon her tongue didn't draw him out surely her scent would. Looking up to the sky the Raven glided on the air currents. The Raven tucked his wings back and plunged from the heights. Swiftly disappearing into the dark shadows of the forest...
Stillwater...
Syllables drawn out softly upon the breeze. If his name upon her tongue didn't draw him out surely her scent would. Looking up to the sky the Raven glided on the air currents. The Raven tucked his wings back and plunged from the heights. Swiftly disappearing into the dark shadows of the forest...
Karaugh
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