dream | act | succeed

A raven was flying by the open window. The sound echoed from the walls. The full room was covered in bird sound. A loud, distinct sound. A claim, a promise, a scream, I can’t tell. It’s just the familiar sound of a ravens mouth. What does he want? Where does he come from? Questions we never ask ourselves. The birds are just a piece of the world around us. NPC’s, if we try to stay hip and modern. At least I think they are non playable characters. Maybe I am wrong. I could be.

The birds are flying around, looking for food, making shenanigans. What is their task? What is their mission?

I guess we will never find out.

See you next time!