In shadows deep, where whispers crawl,
There lives a raven, proud and tall,
With shiny boots that gleam like night,
And a silk cape wrapped in ghostly light.
His heart is heavy with burdens borne,
For love once bloomed but now feels worn.
In twilight's clutch, he pines alone,
For echoes of laughter turned to stone.
Oh, how he danced on rooftops high,
Yet now he weaves through the silent sky—
Brave in his solitude, fierce in his quest,
Searching for warmth in the coldest rest.
But the specter of grief shadows his flight,
As he calls out softly through endless night:
“Return to me,” his voice implores the gloom;
Yet only silence answers within the tomb.
Even with courage coursing through his veins,
He battles the darkness that tightens its chains.
Forever will he soar above despair’s shore,
Marking each heartbeat with his cry: Nevermore!
A fully rigged raven for your runtime. Use the pose files to hide the feet and add his gothic boots. Includes a cape, wings and poses.