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Igor was summoned to the battle by General Chang
Why him? Why a sorcerer? A captain questioned.
He knows things we cannot pretend to know was the answer.
No one else questioned Chang; it was dangerous.

You must stay home Igor told Rev, his clairvoyant raven.
It is too dangerous, and you are older now, slower.
Rev said nothing, pretended he would be compliant.
Along the way Igor found a sign – Celtic cross carved into an oak.

We may lose this one, his warrior’s heart told him.
Igor was accompanied by Archangel Michael who kept silent.
Allowing him the freedom to think he had freedom.
At last they were at the front, making their way to Chang.

Where is the raven? General Chang demanded.
He was a superstitious leader; he thought they needed Rev to win.
No worries, Igor said, shaking out tiny bones onto a rock.
I shall read the outcome, here are my omen bones.

The other leaders watched, disappointed.
They all knew the prophecy. If Igor had no raven, they would lose.
They could hear the battle drums of their enemy.
There were battle cries. Some men turned rank and fled.

Rev landed on Igor’s cloak and a cheer went up.
General Chang said “you were jesting, Igor!”
Igor rolled his eyes; sad that he was never appreciated for himself.
Only as the bringer of the raven, Rev.

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