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Moving hadn't solved it, so I changed gears and set off to look for a who and for a while that worked. Sex was good, but it didn't sate the yearning. I even tried dating seriously, but nothing came from it. In the end I got dump and I couldn't say I didn't deserve it. Now the school year was almost done and I had nothing to show for it. No major, no boyfriend or even a fuck friend. All I had to look forward to was the prospect of being homeless, since I had no friends, little money, and a family who told me when I left for college to not come back.

"Shit, I'm screwed." I didn't have answers, so instead I took a large swallow of my beer and tried to decide if I really wanted to risk getting blown by the frat guy who had cornered me in the kitchen earlier. Then again, I turned down a blowjob, so I knew I was deep into full Josh Mope despite my best efforts.

"Fuck it!" I tilted my head back and chugged down my beer. I didn't have answers, but I could at least get drunk. Hell, maybe a drunken stupor was just what I needed to pave the way to an epiphany.

I turned to go inside and get another beer when I caught movement from the corner of my eye. I turned and saw the flap of wings. A raven bigger than any I had ever seen before cut through the air. It was just a bird, but for some reason I couldn't tear my gaze away from it. I watched it circle the frat house and then head around the corner. That should have been the end of it, but before I knew it I was following it to the left side of the house, which was surrounded by a cluster of trees.

When I rounded the corner, I didn't see anything at first, but it was dark, and I was likely to miss it. I wasn't even sure why I was looking for the damn bird, but I kept at it, walking to the cluster of trees and peering into the darkness. I felt this need inside me, driving me to look. I stepped into the trees and gasped.

The raven was there, but it wasn't a normal raven. Blue flame swirled around the raven and then it stretched out its wings. The flames swirled faster and grew higher until a small funnel rose all around the bird, hiding it from sight. Then the flames stopped spinning and I could see something bigger moving.

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