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Oh, my raven!
Alight upon my hand, oh, my raven! Tell me a gothic tale where miracles happen! And it happened at once! He came to me and without waiting told me this: "Night is coming..." the raven said, "and it's gonna be endless". What that means, oh, my black bird? I asked and he replied so: "Wait and see, my gothic queen, you'll never forget it."
The sun began to set and the night was close... "It's time, my gothic queen! The night is yours, the night is before you - use it as you like", the raven said and decided to leave me for now. The night, the full moon's light, voices of the night birds surrounded me and I was one of them. I knew my bird was right!
I wore a black crown with red roses, the wind played with my long black hair and my wine red dress was in a perfect combination with the Night! And then my raven came to me, perched on my shoulder and proclaimed so: "She's the night, oh, night creatures! Come and see her! She's your lord now and forever! She is the Night!" I kissed the black bird excited. Reading my every thought the raven said "I know, my queen, I know!".
And it all happened as he said! He gave me a magical power and now everything were as I wanted. The night was endless and the full moon's light was unusual... Night birds sing for me, wolves scream for me, bats hiss for me, thunders fall for me, the wind brings my long black hair! This is indescribable!
I saw my raven perched on the terrace on the third floor of my gothic castle. He saw everything from there and regarded the freedom... Thunders splitted up the sky and their sound resounded in the Night. Time is nothing but delusion!
"My beautiful queen!" my bird screamed from there, "You control everything and there's no a living creature of the Night, which doesn't want to obey to you! I gave you the magical power and I can take it from you if I want. Now your hands will turn into black wings and as a beautiful raven you can fly with me in the night sky. But if you choose not to follow me - you gonna lose everything! You will be as every other mortal again!"
"Oh, my raven!" I said, "I see that I have no choice and I don't want to have! I'm gonna follow you as a beautiful raven!"
And we flew in the night to our Freedom!
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I wrote this poem inspired by “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe. Hope you gonna like it. Feel the Freedom!
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