The raven tilts its head, affixing you with a single beady eye. "What is wrrrrit, is wrrrrit no more, for wind

The raven tilts its head, affixing you with a single beady eye. "What is wrrrrit, is wrrrrit no more, for wind and time have taken their toll… yet you would need masterrrry of languages grrrreater and olderrr than yours to read what's therrre… and a farrr greaterrr mind than yourrrrs to comprrrehend it."