In a matter of seconds, everyone was staring at the black raven with fear when it suddenly landed on the coffin during the girl’s funeral.
At the little girl’s funeral, the entire town had gathered to bid their final farewells.Everyone was in tears, and the sadness on the faces of her parents and friends conveyed the gravity of the situation.
The priest had just begun to speak in a calming voice when a black raven suddenly appeared.It landed silently right on the small coffin, its feathers gleaming in the sunlight and its eyes glinting with an eerie brightness.
Everyone went cold.Someone gasped, and someone took a step back.People tried to chase the raven away by throwing stones at it, but they quickly realized it wasn’t just a bird, but
At that moment, the girl’s mother looked up, saw the raven, and her face brightened with recognition.
“That’s him,” she whispered. The raven is the same one.He came over to our yard.
Everyone glanced around with surprise.With tears in her eyes, the woman moved forward and exclaimed:
Our daughter used to feed him.Almost every day.He would stand on the balcony and wait for her to bring him bread.She said he was her friend.She even sketched pictures of me, my husband, and him.The raven was a recurring motif in her artwork.
She remembered this and pulled a folded painting from her rucksack, which she had kept with her the whole time.The paper showed a black bird with good eyes, a mother, father, and daughter in a child’s hand.
With their wings, they all seemed to be one family.
In a calm voice, the mother said, “He came to say good-bye.” He’s not just a raven, though.He remembered her.
Everyone stood silent, unable to speak.Everybody found something in the story to resonate with their souls.
Then, as if he had heard her words, the raven bowed his head respectfully.After a long pause, he spread his wings and flew away, disappearing behind the forest.
