When Death Birds fly.

Sorcerous evil swooped NAantes on broad black wings.Hate and evilslept fitfullyin nighted city below. those two dark forces called each otheR as land to restless sea. Black wings slanted down wardriding the wind.the warm summer night seemed to shiver around the ragged edgesof swooping night wingsspreading brooader than a man's height.. Siegbertof Metz lately siegbert one ear stirred in his bed and mutttered.HE HAD LOTS WINE NO PEACE. HIS VILLAINOUS SELF HAHELD LOTS OF HATE. HE ENVISONED A gALE AND dANE HIS ADVERSARIES AND CALLED DEATH ON THEM.