Dark Days And Happiness

The time had come to bid goodbye to the ones that had become. 
Quentin ever nervous in his nest, with his pebble for companionship and fearsome mask to ward off any vagabonds, wends his way. Iris and Violet bound in their lichen covered cradles slept soundly for the journey ahead…
Farewell Quentin 

Iris

and Violet.
I’ll see thee anon…

Unfortunata (otherwise known as Maude)

At times the Governessa gets it wrong and steals one that will never be.
Hungry soul Maude, was ravenous and longing, for just one tiny nibble of a shiny black Raven Apple.

But not for nothing are they called Raven Apples. For no sooner than she reached up to pluck one from the gnarled branch, down swooped the raven to pluck out her eyes.
Poor Maude dropped dead of fright on the spot with not a morsel on her lips.
The unfortunate one was banished to spend eternity at the point of no return for her indiscretions. 
Is that light at the end of the tunnel?
I’m afraid not Maude!