Guilty Talon

Sin. Guilt. Crime. Justice.

Justice? Is that what you call it?

Very well. You call it Justice, but I call it whatever I want to. I don't believe in Justice. The gods have long since fallen asleep. Astraea has closed her eyes, therefore the Raven must open her own.

I am the Raven. I am Regret. I do not sleep, I do not eat. My name strikes fear into cruel men and women's hearts, for they never know whether or not that lonely, black bird sitting on the rooftop of their house is the last living thing they ever see before they plunge into the pits of hell.

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