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Fanfic: Raven
Chapter: Raven
Raven
"A raven, a raven, look, there he sits, with his black eyes looking down at us wretched people.
A raven a raven, he waits so quietly, but when our time comes he screams wildly ... "
In the soft glow of the beguiling dark light of the new moon, which parted the dark shadows in the black room like a white shadow full of undreamed hopelessness, wandering across the unnatural floor made of dirty plastic, and thereby appeared in a completely false light, it showed us a part of the nightmare we created for ourselves ..
Almost tenderly the dim light played around the metal bars of the bed, the lonely and alone in the cabinet of the invisible ghosts of death, who long ago made their rounds here in massive or emaciated bodies, shone and even during the day when it was warm and silky The yellow of the sun's rays floods through it appears in cold and dirty white of the apparent friendliness, now looked threatening and even more oppressive as if the walls were stretching more and more towards the floor for an evil sake, as if in a reverent bow.Hopeless brown eyes that looked in a grotesque innocence and naivety into the prevailing darkness beyond this suffocating abstract space, which was set into the dirty wall like an ominous picture and resembled a broken festering wound, looked feverishly in the darkness for a point of light however was not there.
Tears spoke out of them with a slight grief and yet ... they looked almost uninhabited, as our prosperous planet will one day also be from the creatures who call themselves human.
With graceful black plumage in which individual rays of the rare moonlight were caught like cold, poisonous snowflakes in the moonless gullet of the night, alert, deeply dark eyes looked at the body, which was wrapped in pale blankets.
The head lay slightly crooked on the sturdy body while in a dreamily alertness it was late into the man's almost glass-shining eyes.
For minutes he remained silent as a fine smile appeared on the white face that was framed by tangled rust-brown strands that looked so alive in the inconspicuous, empty, mirror-shining eyes of the boy."Did you come to get me?" the fine smile had disappeared when the figure had pronounced it so important but at the same moment a grotesque grin adorned the delicate grimace.
With a scream, the raven unfolded its long, silky wings, but looked undeterred at the facing grinning face as the dancing waves of the black-like sun led their gentle waltz around the knowing and mourning body of the raven, connected with every single feather they poured into one with the violence of the dead children who performed their silent singing in this small room.
His black wings stretched towards the sky but he would never reach as high as he flew, because the heavy spirits kept pulling him towards the ground.
His black and silver feathers that had frozen the rays of the moon disappeared more and more with each new song that the dead choir struck, their silent singing followed each of his movements, every little twitch and every little unimportant disappearing feather until white, innocently shining Skin rose from the black please.Oceans reborn now looked carefully up into where had the black onyxes gone?
“Are you sure, because it is still up to you!” Although he now had delicate lips and white teeth, his voice was more like a loud croak that floated through the unclean room before it slowly drifted into the loud roaring waves of his ears went down.
"Yes" was the only thing the slightly shivering boy managed to say while he looked pleadingly at the now black-haired boy who looked at him with interested indifference while he sat on the lightly lit windowsill.
Faster than the brown-haired boy could see he felt soft lips on his forehead, which made his dying skin burn in bright flames until he thought it had to burn up.
"I pray for your salvation." With roaring, flapping wings that smoothly drove the storming wind away into the pitch-black night, he rose gracefully into the black hell of the budding moon until he was only one dark spot among thousands.But the expectant grin on the fallen face remained ...
"A raven, a raven now it flies away, carries away a beloved soul on its black wings.
A raven, a raven he weeps silently in the night, mourns the dead souls that have kindled his heart brightly. "
Owari
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I know it's pretty short and I should be writing something else but fine. I think everyone knows that the raven was matt despite black hair (sorry had to be ^^) and the sick boy in bed Tai.
I don't know if it came out the way I thought it would, but I leave it to everyone to think about it. (in case someone reads it)
Many greetings your Crow
"A raven, a raven, look, there he sits, with his black eyes looking down at us wretched people.
A raven a raven, he waits so quietly, but when our time comes he screams wildly ... "
In the soft glow of the beguiling dark light of the new moon, which parted the dark shadows in the black room like a white shadow full of undreamed hopelessness, wandering across the unnatural floor made of dirty plastic, and thereby appeared in a completely false light, it showed us a part of the nightmare we created for ourselves ..
Almost tenderly the dim light played around the metal bars of the bed, the lonely and alone in the cabinet of the invisible ghosts of death, who long ago made their rounds here in massive or emaciated bodies, shone and even during the day when it was warm and silky The yellow of the sun's rays floods through it appears in cold and dirty white of the apparent friendliness, now looked threatening and even more oppressive as if the walls were stretching more and more towards the floor for an evil sake, as if in a reverent bow.Hopeless brown eyes that looked in a grotesque innocence and naivety into the prevailing darkness beyond this suffocating abstract space, which was set into the dirty wall like an ominous picture and resembled a broken festering wound, looked feverishly in the darkness for a point of light however was not there.
Tears spoke out of them with a slight grief and yet ... they looked almost uninhabited, as our prosperous planet will one day also be from the creatures who call themselves human.
With graceful black plumage in which individual rays of the rare moonlight were caught like cold, poisonous snowflakes in the moonless gullet of the night, alert, deeply dark eyes looked at the body, which was wrapped in pale blankets.
The head lay slightly crooked on the sturdy body while in a dreamily alertness it was late into the man's almost glass-shining eyes.
For minutes he remained silent as a fine smile appeared on the white face that was framed by tangled rust-brown strands that looked so alive in the inconspicuous, empty, mirror-shining eyes of the boy."Did you come to get me?" the fine smile had disappeared when the figure had pronounced it so important but at the same moment a grotesque grin adorned the delicate grimace.
With a scream, the raven unfolded its long, silky wings, but looked undeterred at the facing grinning face as the dancing waves of the black-like sun led their gentle waltz around the knowing and mourning body of the raven, connected with every single feather they poured into one with the violence of the dead children who performed their silent singing in this small room.
His black wings stretched towards the sky but he would never reach as high as he flew, because the heavy spirits kept pulling him towards the ground.
His black and silver feathers that had frozen the rays of the moon disappeared more and more with each new song that the dead choir struck, their silent singing followed each of his movements, every little twitch and every little unimportant disappearing feather until white, innocently shining Skin rose from the black please.Oceans reborn now looked carefully up into where had the black onyxes gone?
“Are you sure, because it is still up to you!” Although he now had delicate lips and white teeth, his voice was more like a loud croak that floated through the unclean room before it slowly drifted into the loud roaring waves of his ears went down.
"Yes" was the only thing the slightly shivering boy managed to say while he looked pleadingly at the now black-haired boy who looked at him with interested indifference while he sat on the lightly lit windowsill.
Faster than the brown-haired boy could see he felt soft lips on his forehead, which made his dying skin burn in bright flames until he thought it had to burn up.
"I pray for your salvation." With roaring, flapping wings that smoothly drove the storming wind away into the pitch-black night, he rose gracefully into the black hell of the budding moon until he was only one dark spot among thousands.But the expectant grin on the fallen face remained ...
"A raven, a raven now it flies away, carries away a beloved soul on its black wings.
A raven, a raven he weeps silently in the night, mourns the dead souls that have kindled his heart brightly. "
Owari
* * *
I know it's pretty short and I should be writing something else but fine. I think everyone knows that the raven was matt despite black hair (sorry had to be ^^) and the sick boy in bed Tai.
I don't know if it came out the way I thought it would, but I leave it to everyone to think about it. (in case someone reads it)
Many greetings your Crow