"...Yet I saw the raven, felt the ground under my feet, and heard a sound as of wind in the lowly plants around me! "How did I get here?" I said--apparently aloud, for the question was immediately answered. "You came through the door," replied an odd, rather harsh voice. I looked behind, then all about me, but saw no human shape... The same instant I knew it was the raven that had spoken, for he stood looking up at me with an air of waiting. The sun was not shining, yet the bird seemed to cast a shadow, and the shadow seemed part of himself. "
George MacDonald, from Lilith
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