Purgatory

The giant crow has become a remote island. His body is buried in a silent volcano, and his golden skull is staring at the horizon. Maybe he's thinking about the mysterious future that awaits him. Is his hope for the future illusory? No human footprint can be seen except the circular fire that can be guessed to be the breathing point of the volcano. A skull empty of eyes and flesh, and the skin of the crow thinks of a delusive future. A future without any living crows!