I gaped at him for a while, then burst out laughing a second after. I regretted it a second later, the moment the pain returned.
But what was I thinking? I was probably going mad, thinking a bird could speak to me. But even as I thought, he stared at me, and a knowledge tucked somewhere in the deepest, darkest part of me, hummed.
I shook my head.
"It's impossible, I can't be from…"
"Nothing is impossible, Raven, you've seen it yourself." He entered.
"And this isn't your world where you need science to explain everything. It was always very hard to grasp to begin with. But this, all this is real, as I am to you."
"But how do you know? You are just a bird."
"I was born with the knowledge of what I am, a guardian, to you."
"And as you grew, I started knowing things, like how a baby kn
