The raven's call, a mystic's sigh, Echoes through darkness, a haunting cry. A summons to secrets, a whispered fate, A raven's message, beyond mortal state.
A lone raven and beautiful, sad banshee are perched atop a colossal, crumbling gothic archway, silhouetted against a blood-red full moon in the dark night sky. Creeping ochre vines snake around the archway as wisps of ethereal mist curl around the ancient stone, hinting at forgotten secrets. The raven ...