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The Voice of the Raven
I am the Voice of the Raven Upon the Wind. My harsh cry echoes long
upon the Earth and Air: Nothing is forever. Not life, not love, not death,
nor loss. Only change is eternal, and only in destruction can the seed
of creation form.
My wings bear me between Darkness and Light, Land and Sky, the Garden
and the Wildwood. I perch upon the Threshold of the Worlds, both flesh
and spirit, gifting the Brave Seeker with the Visions and Magic of the
Otherworld.
To face me is to face your greatest terror, the Shadow of yourself, the unknown
and dangerous. In chancing destruction, your fear loses it's power
to destroy. For only in acceptance of mortality will you learn the
Secrets of Immortality as I, the Raven, possess.
--BrennaGwyn
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