The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
„Say Nevermore„, said Shadow.
„Fuck you“, said the raven. It said nothing else as they went through the woodland together, the raven in the lead and flying from tree to tree, the man stomping heavily through the undergrowth trying to catch up.
(Neil Gaiman: „American Gods“)
Allein für die Passage lohnt es sich. Aber auch der Rest ist faszinierend.