"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before..." "Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore." "...And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light 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!" -You-Know-Who-
Sections 3/5 are complete. Yay! Thank you's go to Mr. Universe, The Duchess and Peter Pan for dressing up, transportation, and holding the box, respectively.