<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/angel1-1.jpg)   <br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Muriel - Unknown</span></span></em></div></div>Muriel watched with a thrill as the girl licked her lips with satisfaction.  "Oh yes, the house!  That's the warning.  The shiver of fear, of disquiet down your spine, the primal knowledge that you are entering someplace evil...it's meant to turn someone like you away.  It's the dark ones who barely notice, who don't feel something wrong.  Why do you think I made it look that way?"  She fluttered her wings, a black feather drifting to the floor; it crumbled to ash as soon as it touched the flagstones.<br/><br/>"My name is Muriel," she whispered softly.  She raised her hand slightly, as though moving to greet the girl, but then snatched her hand back.  "But I don't think they'll know your brother by his name.  They don't speak; they're just crows."<br/><br/>