In shadowed skies, the raven soars

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In shadowed skies, the raven soars,
A bearer of secrets, ancient and more,
Its feathers, obsidian, as night unfurls,
A tale of mountains, transformed from pearls.

With ebony wings, it weaves a verse,
Of peaks and spires, now hushed, dispersed,
Where once stood fortresses, proud and tall,
Now molten ruins, a whispered call.

The world, now hushed, the raven's flight,
Reveals the truth, in the fading light,
Mountains once, now stories untold,
As buildings melted, mysteries unfold.

A dark black raven, a harbinger of change,
A truth revealed, both strange and strange,
In its ebony gaze, the world does see,
The mountains, now buildings, in history's decree.