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Writing Desk Raven

As I make my way inside what is left of the inner castle grounds, I find myself drawn into one particular room. Unlike the others, this one is almost fully intact still, but the darkness within makes it difficult to see until my eyes have fully adjusted.

I’m in what used to be the throne room, it seems. A large chair made of stone sits upon a raised platform of sorts with two smaller thrones sit either side of it. The drapes have mostly been eaten away by moths or plucked by birds, and the fabric is quite faded, but I can still just about make out the designs on them.

What draws my attention, however, are the two blood-red eyes peering back at me from one desk near the thrones. It had almost blended into the darkness with how black the creature was, but as my eyes adjusted more, I made out the creature’s shape.

A raven.

The black feathers looked more like the midnight sky with no moon or stars, those b

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