“CAW! CAW!!”
“What! What is it! What could you possibly want?!”
I had startled it, yet it continued to yell at me.
“I don’t speak bird, if you want me to pay my respects fine. Fine.”
I was just frustrated at this point, yet each time words slipped out tears began to swell up in my eyes. It was gross. I felt disgusting. I felt useless. Sorry for myself. Any other bitter word that I could use to pity myself even more who knows. But the raven would not stop. It just rang over and over in my head.
I could finally make out the epitaph below.