Lake Lewisia #526
May. 8th, 2020 05:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scrubjayspeaks“What are you doing up here,” the raven asked the boy when it found him amid the branches as far up as his weight would allow, “hiding or seeking?” Since this was the kindest thing the boy had heard all day, he didn’t mind that it came from a bird, and he answered, “I thought, if I got high up enough, I would be able to see a way out.” The raven, who had been advisor to kings and gods with their war maps and their carrion fields (or at least had heard the stories often enough to give a credible impression of firsthand knowledge) knew an adventurer when it saw one, and it offered, “For a share of your future fortunes, I can show you ways out and over and through and in.”
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