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The Raven, the Talking Pig and the Sixth Melorian's Egg.

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By: Aimee Wheatcliffe
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When I heard there was a hunt of eggs on The Villa, I inmediately run. As some may know, i adore Meloria, and I wanted to had at least one egg, maybe just one egg. Sometimes, even when I spend almost my time traveling, I had to spend a lot of time on France, so I wanted something to had, something really pure of the Pincipato, one piece of it, and the egg gotten on one hunt seemed like the perfect thing. I went to The Villa,and as fast I went I was on the hunt ofthe egg, walking on the night over the Principatto di Meloria. I tryed to imagine where would be the eggs: one plant, one jar, one statue. There was so many posibilities, and so many places. I was, of course,clueless, but i keep walking anyway. Suddenly, something on the floor called my attention.

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It was one crow. A raven. Those birds always had waken on me some sort of admiration, they're so misterious and dar, but so smart and loyal. I wanted to see the bird closer. It was big, and black with yellow eyes. I remembered the beast I've seen some months ago.

I stared watching the raven, and it beggan to run. Not fly, just run. I wanted to see him more, so i followed him, I run after himuntill he jump into one of the many fountains of The Villa. I was entertained with the crow, who was jumping and jumping, like if he would be trying to get out of there. I was beggining to wondering if I would take him out of the watter and free him somewhere, until I've seen the strangest thing on my life: One pig. Not every day you seemed one on the streets of The Villa, but it was extraordinary because was on tow feet and tall, on the distance would appear as one fat man. God, he even was even wearing male clothing! Then, as a shoot of grace, he speaks.

-Maybe the raven is leading you somewhere, madame.

I turn around, and the raven was still jumping. I went into the water, and he went to the inside of the cascade of the fountain. There, i've found the eggi was searching.

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After I save the egg on my dress, I tryed to follow the raven and the pig. I wantedto say "thanks" and, to not beggan to think I was going to had the same trouble that my dear friend Prunela, ask the pig how he was abble to talk. But when I turn around, they were walking away, toghether. I tryed to follow them, but on the middle of the run I fell on another fountain. The dress was heavy, but I'm strong and were able to swim.

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It take one time to get out of there. The water was, thankfully, on this season of the year, a little warm, and there was no wind. If it would be winter, I would had gotten one pneumonia, and even when one of my personal friends is one doctor, I ratter to talk to him for one better reason.

Back to the point, after getting out of the watter I keep walking. I didn't know where they would had going, but I deccided to follow my instincs. Maybe it was them, maybe just causality, but after some minutes I found the pig. The was no sign of the raven. Maybe he just fly away.

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Finally there he was, but I knew he was going to run soon. Maybe if I would asked, he would had stay. He lead me on a very kind way to the egg, alongside the raven. But he start to run again.I though that maybe heneeded to go toother place or with other person, so Idecided to just wind my hand and scream "Thak you"while he was running again.

Docteur Panacek
26 Apr 2011 11:34:53AM @docteur-panacek:

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted--nevermore!

(E.A. Poe)