The Raven Monologue

It was the end of the beginning. There was blood everywhere. Cloatted blood, both mine and foreing, was spread all over my hands. I jerked my chin towards the sky and a bloody sun was desperately trying to shine, behind dead clouds. While I was walking through the dead bodies, which were scattered over a burnt piece of land, all the principels of life crossed my mind violently. But, they eventually shuddered, as peace itself was more like a heavenly requested desire, rather than a a true and foremost way of living, I sobbed. The place resembled a a battlefield, an aftermath of something disastrous, with debris, wich were similar to burnt chains from hell, bestrew in every angle of the monstrous horizon. I was feeling weak, and wanted to escape. I could distinguish decapitated corpses, as I could imagine swords
This time I turned my face away from the garish light that was spread. Two holy creatures appeared. Winged and covered in feather a man and a women covered in fantastic fires spoke at the same time. “We have come in peace. We bare no ill will to your kind. We want the Raven”. A naive call.
“Really?”. A malicious laugh filled the air. The raven was behind me and took me captive without me realising it. “You two really think that I am so fragile that I can accept your bargain. Do you know what I have suffered because of you. Thousands of years behind cages. Thousands of years in hunger and thirst. You bluntly sucked my power. Now, you want to cooperate with me because you can’t even protect your own ass?”. The Raven pressed its claws in my throat. It was engulfed from the screams I didn’t unleash. The distant glares from those creatures were like two galaxies colliding.
“Do not worry too much about our asses, Raven! Don’t forget when you were captured by a human hunter and we were the only ones to save you! Raven, think about it! You know what would be best!”. The raven taut body twitched. I was still at its ferociuos