The crow
From time to time, calamity happens, from time to time there is just no reason for some atrocity and you need to live with it. But sometimes, something so awful, so deranged and so unfair that even the old gods acknowledge that despair. And from time to time, they like to intervene, the spirit of revenge take that plead from the only soul that have grief and pain, but it is not self pity, no. Is for the failure to protect his love one, his soulmalte, and his other half that time and time again makes the pivot wherever you can find it. So full of furry and pain that not even the realm of the dead can contain him. And so the crow takes to the skies, and with him, vengeance.


















