The Raven King's Wife short
The Crow could be heard from a mile away. His strong voice shrieked, scaring everyone and everything in its path. His large form shadowed over the duskiness streets as he moved. He was coming, and she knew it.
The sun was already beginning to set and the night was ready to rise. She grinned her teeth together as she set her hand on the doorknob to the back door. "Do you hear him child!?" A heavy accent woman's voice carried throughout the one story home. "Yeah, I hear him." She huffed out. Her hand turned the doorknob and she pulled the door opened. She took a step out onto the porch. Her eyes, skimming through the dark open plains. She could hear his voice getting closer. She cringed, slightly shaking her head.
