This is my own interpretation of Poe's classic poem about the loss of a beautiful lover, "The Raven." Made in PhotoShop for a class. The calm, dark moment captured in this image was especially inspired by the last stanza of the poem:
"And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore!"