Quoth the Raven

[heartbeaker]

A H H H . . .

What foolish human has awakened me? Still, you may be of further use.

A heart! Bring me a heart - and perhaps I will not devour yours.

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[heartbeaker]

[The Raven strikes. His claw tears through the Knight.]

[knightoftheswan]

[Naught remains but stillness.

But then there's the quiet sound of a tenor.]

The sweet song dies away; we are alone,
alone for the first time since we saw each other.
Now we can be remote from the world,
no listener near our hearts' avowals.
Elsa, my wife! Sweetest, purest bride!
Confide to me now whether you are happy!

[It looks like there's a spirit going to meet his wife.]

(Bravo! A wonderful tragedy this has been!)

[heartbeaker]

[Life flees and the spirit flies, as do the crows as they cry. The deed done, the Raven moves on, and what is left of the stage that had been set goes dark.]