The Land of Ravens

The barely audible sound of boots crunching over broken glass and the waling of sirens pulled me momentarily from oblivion. A tall figure stood over my mangled form before gently pulling my body from the wreck and holding me tighter to their chest. " I've got you now mi amore, donec mors ex parte." ( till death do us part) The voice hushed as i slowly slipped into the darkness. Then there was nothing,