I’m eager to go to bed tonight. I had one hell of a tiring day.

I saw a crow as sinfully black as the night perched on my opened window the moment I entered my room.

Instead of shooing the creature away, I beckoned it in, smiling.

The crow fluttered its wings and flew towards my direction. My smile grew wider as a boy, almost my age stood in front of me.

As I was about to greet him, I heard a different male voice calling my name softly, gently.

I looked round and saw another boy slowly walking towards me. He stopped beside the first one and looked at me.

Both were looking at me quite intently, as if asking me to choose between them. . .

Choice or fate?
Destiny or decision?