A Halloween Message from Edgar Allan Poe
You thought I died.
You thought I collapsed on a Baltimore street, was taken to a hospital, and quietly expired. It’s the story they tell.
The story is a lie.
I lived on, beyond the doctors, beyond the grave, inside the coffin where they buried me alive. Then I was summoned by the world’s purest passion: anger.
I went into the coffin as Edgar Allan Poe. I emerged two centuries later as Poe distilled, Poe compressed, Poe hardened like a diamond.
I am the Raven.
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