There is nothing you can hide when the Crow comes to call. He will announce his arrival like the trumpets sounding for royalty. The messages he brings are dreaded for most, including me. He has come to let me know of my wounds that I would rather not acknowledge. He has come to heal me in spite of how I manage. He has come to tell me I must further seek the depths and darkness in order to see the light.
The Corvidae have been my soul's haunted embrace. I am comfortable among the trees and on land with the jags and the bears, it would seem I am called to fly...and I am afraid.
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