THE RAVEN'S SHADOW

A chill permeates through the forest as dusk falls. The gnarled branches of the trees claw towards the sky, their leaves whispering secrets on the faint breeze. Amidst this gloomy woodland, a raven sits perched upon a worn tombstone. Its obsidian eyes gleam with an unseen knowledge, and its gravelly voice echoes through the silence. It peers silent