In The Blink Of A Raven's Eye

As night encroached on the watery dusk, I lit the fire.  A solitary raven sat on a bough.  With a caw of approval, it blinked.  Wood burned and its embers soared; I moved like its smoke.  From house to house, I weighed their souls and chose them.  I sifted through the moral and immoral: the chapel on the headland had its congregation.  For me, these were acts of physical congress, for them,

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