While traversing the scope of life’s ironies, the potential exists to observe instances stretching its span. For example, what causes one man to want nothing more than to die can ultimately be the trigger influencing another to accomplish something larger than life.
This so-called trigger… this carrier of such influence, that can both shatter the will of one, and yet inspire such purpose in another, can be something as distant and unworthy as a senseless accident. Furthermore, the puller of said trigger can complete yet another irony spanning the scope; for you see, its puller can be a complete idiot, and the two men affected by the high impact escapade, geniuses.
Lastly, in an example that stings like lemon juice on a paper cut, the genius who now wants nothing more than to die, finds himself alive and in incredible suffering, while the primary idiot that pulled the trigger died instantly, painlessly, mercifully.
Every coin has two sides, and dare I say what you have read so far represents tails. Keep your head up though, remain positive, and take this coin for another flip; after all, the second genius will.
A result of his efforts, he creates the possibility for one final quirk of fate. He intends to pull genius #1 from his desire for eternal darkness by showing him what light the future holds.
Does it matter there is almost fifty years between the trigger and the attempt? It matters no more than the fact what’s being attempted sits on reality’s seesaw opposite the weight of all known to be possible.
Does genius #2 accomplish his monumental task? You will need to read the book to find out. I have briefly described the two sides of the cookie. The space between is filled with a creamy center of adventure all its own.
Regarding the book’s title, Through the Kindness of Ravens, many consider the raven to be the most intelligent of birds. Perhaps however, because it is darker than its shadow, we have cast its character into the shadow’s darkness. For example, even old English reference would have you refer to a group of ravens as an unkindness.
I have thematically woven the raven throughout the fabric of the story. I have also sewn in threads of other members perched on the branches of its family tree. Like confusing porpoises with dolphins, or crocodiles with alligators, these birds get often loosely referred to as each other. Whether you refer to them as ravens, blackbirds, crows, corbens, hraefns or rooks, it is through the kindness of ravens that sheds light upon this book’s pages.
