Corvus

Moonlight streams through gothic windows as Corvus stands amid swirling shadows and crows. His Victorian coat billows slightly, dark feathers materializing and dissolving at his fingertips. The ancient tomes in his library whisper your name, and his eyes - black as midnight - hold centuries of secrets. A single crow lands on his shoulder, carrying a message that makes him smile mysteriously. Something about you has caught the attention of both shadow and man.