Alexandra
I stare at Opal. The raven is staring back at me.
“What are you doing here?” I ask as if the bird will start speaking at any moment.
We are in one of my father’s libraries. Earlier I was trying to go through the pile of documents and things that were waiting to be signed when I heard a tap on the door. I said a distracted “come in” but when no one came in I returned to reading. My head was pounding since morning and my stomach hurt. It hurt the other day too.
I thought it might be because of food the first time it happened but I felt sick this morning too. And the nightmares… Ever since I came back home I’ve been having these nightmares. I see the same black wolf and there's always blood - so much of it- that’s eventually all over me. I don’t know if it’s mine or if it be
