the best predators have been known to stalk its prey from afar
a silent stare from high above having all movement memorized with primal precision
awaiting the fall of night to cripple the senses as I follow your trail
perched with anticipation, my eyes on the main vain, my target is set
the echo of darkness cannot protect you as I stand ready for takedown,
a push into the wind with wings spread wide
the black raven takes flight making its final call as you turn and take notice
burrow as you might, my reach is far, my reach is strong, a force that requires little struggle, only silence
a submission of will that paralyzes, with limbs pinned,
a sudden realization of no escape stuns as I hold you firmly within my grasp
you belong to me, you are now mine to take in
I swallow you whole, no resistance, no pain
surrender yourself, give me absolute power
I stand triumphant, another successful strike, another successful night
this black raven who has descended from high above turns to look about
catching a familar scent lingering downwind
allowing its hunger to grow once again
ready to feed
looking for more...