Greetings my black feathered Pumpkin!!!

Is that music I hear?
Are you the next Bride?
Music and or sound are the only requirement for
this next step. The rest is up to you, Pumpkin.
Simply return to your cell and demonstrate your
Bride-like love.
Rejoice, my dear Nymphus in training!

Cheers to you!

Enter the Nave, Corax.

To the Raven: A Tribute

The midnight wind sings in the garden
Where the rosy heather blooms.
Now I have flown beyond the gate,
A raven shadow across the moon.

In the dark I hear you whisper
Promises of sacred things,
And through my little window shines
The moon behind the raven's wing.