Perched on the wall, the Raven scrutinised the fields that stretched for miles
Studying the crows as they gathered together by the clump of berry bushes
Its gimlet eyes concentrated, waiting to strike.
Searching for weaknesses amongst its minions, a black-shirt, a minor deity made for death,
Skull’s head, **** the demon of the dull cloud-dark skies.
An omen heralding star-snuffed, moon-ruined night.
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 6:25 PM UTC
Perched on the wall, the Raven scrutinised the fields that stretched for miles
Studying the crows as they gathered together by the clump of berry bushes
Its gimlet eyes concentrated, waiting to strike.
Searching for weaknesses amongst its minions, a black-shirt, a minor deity made for death,
Skull’s head, **** the demon of the dull cloud-dark skies.
An omen heralding star-snuffed, moon-ruined night.