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A darken room light by nothing but a few candles scattered around the room. In the center at a table with a white tablecloth sat two people. One was a man in a business suit whose features where covered mainly in the shadows , the other was an old Louisiana woman who looked at him, through him. Between them was a set of tarot cards. She studied each one intently while he just sat there with is arms crossed. “Hurry this up witch,” he said getting impatient.
“You’re the one who wanted me to read your future,” she reminded him, a hint of an accent edging her voice. She flipped over another card and told him. “Something big is about to happen. To you… people you know or work with.”
“How mystical,” he said stifling a yawn.
The old woman flipped over another card. But instead of putting it down she looked at it with an arched eyebrow. Still holding on and looking at the card she spoke, “There’s an old legend. They used to say that when a person died their spirit would be taken to the other side on the wings of a crow.” The man said nothing but he was listening, confused but listening. “But sometimes a person death was so heinous, so wrong their thirst for vengeance prevents them from crossing over.” Finally looking at the man she added, “Sometimes the crow will bring that soul back until his thirst for revenge is sated.”
“An interesting story witch,” the man said readjusting himself in his chair. “But what does this heathen legend have to do with.”
“Because one is returning a soul to the land of the living.” The old woman put the card down right at him. The image was of a man in black or dark clothing with a white and black face. The bird on his shoulder seemed to fly out at him.
Coming soon
A Henshin America Production
A Jim “scikaiju” Radcliffe film
The Crow: Solitude of Silence
