FissionMailed

(-Edgar Allen Poe, The Raven)

[Those wandering the Nexus might be struck by the unusual sight of the massive giant wandering the Nexus - with a small boy clinging onto his back. The boy doesn't seem afraid at all; rather, he seems to be enjoying it. Raven does not seem to know or care where he goes. Like the water, he follows the course laid out before him wherever it may lead. Upstairs, downstairs, and in my lady's chamber - although there were no old men who would not pray. Yet.

Such an entertaining course laid out before them. So many breaks and turns, rising and lowering between floors. Rooms with sweets and rooms with sand, rooms that contained entire lands, precious sights and precious sounds, and all around them, it abounds.

Raven's stride never falters, though he knows not where these paths should lead. It's absurd, to be having fun with a little boy - albeit one that's currently enslaved to him due to a room - but it is entertaining. Raven has a parent's instinct too, it seems. Or perhaps he is simply fond of Snakes. Who is to tell?]

(Open to everyone. worldpresident is getting a piggyback ride from his new lord and master/ possible kidnapper/ possible not-parent.)