The White Raven

A fantasy drabble flash
100 words

Ravens descended upon the optical illusions of our blue planet and the pristine lakes of paradise, and then it transpired.

Three ballerinas dressed as white lilies, danced and twirled their way into a midnight dream, and the deepest chambers of my mind.

As they performed their delicate ballet, a white raven flew away from the flock, and circled above the dancers for what seemed an eternity.

The rarest of birds had come to guide me home, away from the frolic and beauty of the ballerinas.
I never woke up, my heart stopped beating.

The raven had taken me to Hell.