When the Raven Speaks
I have some advice for you, the raven said, hopping from table to chair top and back.
I must have left the window open she thought. God, how it hurt to think.
She remembered watching crazy severe storm. She remembered pain.
But laying on the floor and the raven were new.
Advice? she managed to mumble. Mouth dry. Lips glued together.
Yes, advice he responded testily. Why else would a raven enter a human’s house? Other than that one the fellow in Baltimore made famous, he said under his breath.
Through the spasms of pain, she asked why can we talk to each other?
Humans forget the animal languages one by one, the raven said with a superior tone to his voice.
Ravens never lost the ability to speak within both the animal and the human worlds. We prefer to be silent with humans. Nothing in common any more.
Special humans never lost ravenish. So, you should take the advice since you and I have an understanding. No reason not to listen, to learn.
She found words hard to form. She wanted to shake yes; tell me this important advice. But she couldn’t get her head to move. It felt stuck in glue. Barely turning her neck, she saw the goo was red. Dried and dying blood.
Now she remembered the great blast, a tree shaking the house, falling and then blackness. For how long? An hour or a week?
Raven said quite calmly. My advice is this: decide now what is the most important thing in life. What would you not sacrifice to the gate keeper no matter how sweet and slippery his entreaties may be. What is worthwhile in your heart and soul? What is most treasured? Would you give it away? Find the answers. Now is the time. And time is a commodity you are short of.
She lay glued to the floor by her own blood. Her head exploded whenever she tried to answer raven’s questions. The room seemed to be getting dimmer. Must be evening coming on she thought.
I’ve been using mlm’s various types of prompts as chapters in two novella length pieces very different from each other. Using prompts means the stories take unforeseen twists. I don’t know how the story will end, and I don’t know which prompt will seem to be saying fini. Advice 65 is part of story A.