KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
He wasn't listening. Her voice was no more than a nagging hum at the back of his mind, whatever emotions she threw at him lost in the jungle of tangled emotions within himself. There was nothing she could say that would fix this.
Again she tried to stop him. The raven tucked its wings in and barrel rolled away, just barely escaping being grabbed like some pigeon. The talons of the vulture raked him, sending a shower of black feathers to wards the ground. A few drops of crimson followed, but the cut wasn't deep, only a scratch.
There was no attempt at retaliation. The rage he felt was not directed at her. The grief wasn't either. All in all, her presence or absence was of lesser importance than the howling wind, and he paid her as little heed.
All that came from the raven through that bond was that yawning void, an echoing sense of nothingness. Because that's all that was left of him. Without Weaver...
Without his sister, he was nothing.
Again she tried to stop him. The raven tucked its wings in and barrel rolled away, just barely escaping being grabbed like some pigeon. The talons of the vulture raked him, sending a shower of black feathers to wards the ground. A few drops of crimson followed, but the cut wasn't deep, only a scratch.
There was no attempt at retaliation. The rage he felt was not directed at her. The grief wasn't either. All in all, her presence or absence was of lesser importance than the howling wind, and he paid her as little heed.
All that came from the raven through that bond was that yawning void, an echoing sense of nothingness. Because that's all that was left of him. Without Weaver...
Without his sister, he was nothing.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
