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My favorite tattoo is my side piece it is actually a cover up I use to have a skull with a Mohawk, now it is covered with beautiful ravens and London famous clock tower Big Ben. I was very lucky to have the opportunity to visit London when I was 16. My aunt was stationed there for 5 years so me and my grandmother went and visited her they took me to a lot of neat places but one story that fascinated me the most was the story of the ravens that lived in the clock town big ben. Ravens have long been believed birds of ill omen so the legend of them being guardians of London Tower is fascinating – to me at least. The Prophecy dates back to back to the reign of King Charles II whose own story is extremely interesting. It was the year 1675 when he established the Royal Observatory within the formidable White Tower. It was not long until there was a problem however, the then Royal Astronomer, John Flamstead complained. He went to King Charles and explained that the mischievous birds were damaging his work by disrupting his observations. The King quickly came to a solution and ordered the nuisance birds be destroyed. Luckily for the “Merry Monarch” however, a mysterious soothsayer arrived and delivered this prophecy. “If the Tower of London ravens are lost or fly away, the crown will fall and Britain with it…” Charles wisely decided to reverse his previous order and further decreed that there must always be at least six ravens within the Tower grounds to prevent such a disaster. During World War II the Tower almost lost all of its ravens, there was only one left – Grip. The other birds had all died either due to the stress of the multitude of bombings or debris from the bombings. It is also interesting to know the London Tower Ravens are enlisted in the same way as soldiers into the military, this also means that they can be dismissed.There are a number of raven tales which include Rhys the raven who had an unusual skill and a definite sense of humour. He would trail behind visitors to the Tower, bark like a dog and then when they would look to see the barking dog Rhys would walk away cackling to himself. One of the ravens also managed to escape his duties after a staggering 21 years and was last seen hanging around the Rose and Punchbowl in London’s East End back in 1986.