I made it to the end of Chapter 37 today! So thrilled. The edits are going great. I’ll be starting with Chapter 38 at 7 in the AM first thing. For now I am off. I will leave you with a little piece by Bergen I found in Dolor and Shadow. Had to share.
“From the threshold of Death’s door where Raven loves the Crow,
Take his outstretched, withered hand. ‘Release,’ he calls. ‘Come forth’.”
Looking back at this, I just have to add…
“From the threshold of Death’s door where Raven loves the Crow,
Take his outstretched, withered hand. ‘Release,’ he calls. ‘Come forth’.”
And Death it calls as the stone crow breaks. Streaks of blood malform my face.
Death becomes my withered eyes and the shadows whisper, “Lies.”