The Black Accord - The Measure

He does not observe.
He decides what remains.

The Measure stands grounded and unmoving, a crow shaped by weight rather than flight. His posture is deliberate, his presence absolute. There is no warning in him, no message, no omen — only assessment.

Rendered in deep, absorbing blacks with subtle variations of soot, charcoal, and worn iron, his feathers show age and endurance rather than ornament. His talons grip the ground with certainty, not tension. The eye is dark, unreadable, and unsentimental.

Within The Black Accord, this crow serves as the counterweight to memory. Where The Witness records, The Measure holds the line. He is the quiet reckoning that follows understanding — the point where reflection ends and truth is kept.

This piece is not meant to be interpreted quickly. It rewards stillness. It belongs in spaces where silence is respected and meaning is allowed to settle without explanation.

Heather Lynn Donovan
Always by candlelight