Confusion/chaos/misery

Veigar had heard the raven crowing long before he really found himself aware of the bird's presence. At first he'd thought it was a coincidence, but it became clear that the raven was following him. No, trying to communicate with him somehow.

It was in a dream though that it became clear. It was a sign from his mother, sent from beyond the grave, of strength and protection. He'd be his eyes, since he could not see.

Accepting the raven's nearly constant presence came naturally to him. He knew that wherever he went, the bird would follow as best as he could. It was comforting, which was the only reason he even allowed himself to wander so far from Insomnia lands. He was still slowly as he moved through the swaying willow trees, only occasionally pausing at a low-reaching branch that he collided with.