There are stories which encircle the reader, lifting them from the room, to a world where anything is possible.
There are stories which cloud your mind as they speak of trials and triumphs, until you are perched on the edge of your seat enthralled.
There are stories which blend the past with the present, the east with the west, to create an unbreakable illusion.
There are stories which are like a rock slide, collapsing around your feet while you clench your fist in misery and despair.
This story could be any of them, but it isn’t.
The raven announced solemnly.