The raven

"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 lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted---nevermore!" - Edgar Allan Poe

Hello darkness, my old friend. I´ve come to talk to you again. Last time we were so abruptly stopped. Now I have the time and the will and the anger to talk to you again. I´ve escaped from the prison I was being held in. I´m safe now, here to talk to you. The ones who are looking for me, will find nothing. I´ve evaporated from this planet and reincarnated. My shape and form are diferent from what they were before. I´m a shapeshifter. I´m happy.