Behold!

I am the Raven of Love soaring into the storms of sadness. I wish I soared upon the skies of happiness unto the shining horizon. Instead, the Vulture of Hate and Hawk of Envy captured me with their talons and pecked the flesh of my dark feathers which downfalled me into the land of apathy and somber existence. I met a philosopher in thought who taught me the essentials of life and how to bear the burdens of troubles that the God of Life offers me. I went through the mystique valleys and highlands of purgatory. The journey seems to have ended, I have gained nothing at the end. A shining sun and the lands provided by nature is all I stare it, but in grayscale perception. I have not failed or quit, just resting on the bed of healing so I may be recovered to soar with my wings once again!