Haunted Wood the hell in your eyes

It did not answer. It did not move or blink. It did not even seem to breathe. For a moment, the bird simply perched upon its branch, seeming dead in its inactivity in a way that normal birds did not. And then the stillness was broken by another low croak, and a beat later, that same croak revealed itself to be words.

"One exalted and one defamed
no daughter is the one to blame
but son of lord and stone destroy
the saftey of the coming joy

"O Heda, will you hear this cry
the mother is the one to die
when comes the cub of lord and stone
Commander is left all alone."

It stilled once more, peering down at Thuringwethil with a measuring look in its small, dark eyes. Then, with a satisfied ruffle of feathers, the great bird mantled its wings and took flight, soon disappearing into the dense trees beyond.