~Fugueraven

Shadows... What then of shadows... darkness fades to night within, without i rage against the snows silent fall. Again! I stand there upon that place! Again i am there...
Silence... what of shadows... The hellborn stench of judgment falls, the Sword of Damocles swings upon its thread... The eye of the accuser opens! Gates of infernal Nifelhelm scream out there burning fires and the bitter eye's light falls to find they who are hated... hunted... despised! They come for the strange! They come for the different! They come for those who will not bow there heads and bend there backs to there will! But I... I am a shadow of a shadow, a darker place within the dark am i... They rage and scream, jaws frothing with rabid cries of protecting there innocence, of sparing themselves contact with the unclean, the perverted, the filthy beings who deserved only swift and brutal judgment at there hands... But we they cannot find... only shadows... just outside there light. Shadows i hold against the raging firelight... With wings of silken black waters... shadows... just outside the light...
A raven... a duty... a shadow...
Then...
So be it.
`V*