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"of Ravens One" *part the Second*
Part the Second Just as so those wings did go, cloud became just a frame. One mass of those of what he was, wings a'beat and all a'buzz. Flying now still singing loud, those birds that so did seem a cloud. Down they came all the same, those who bore insane dark name. Ravens all Ravens all, from that sky they so did fall. "We come to show you how we play, on this winter's brightest day." "Watch with care if you dare, he who sits and at us glares." "For if you're quick you'll see our trick, or mayhap not, mayhap not." "Watch now well don't further dwell, we'll not be heard of not a word." Now again I sit upon same rock, hearing naught but tick and tock. I'd blinked it seems just once I did, and of those birds I was then rid. Had this been but silly dream? Or had I those Ravens really seen? Either this or tit for tat, I've not time for such as that. 'Tis off I must so go now quick, yet first I must from shoulder flick. Feathers blackened by the sun, away away now I shall run. But what is this oh strangest thing? Seems my arms have become wings. I look about to see now all of me, feathered black as those birds of glee. Now my steps no longer are, I take to air and fly a'far. For after all is said and done, I am but just of Ravens one. SeaWolf ©
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