The Mist of Dispair 
 
I am in the Mist of Dispair,
 Lost spirits call out to me and to my soul,
I am lost as well, scared and frightened,
 But then, then I feel a light breeze sart to wisp.

I feel it start to cascade my body and soul,
 I feel the spirits who tightened my heart and feeling,
Begin to be dispelled like the morning dew,
 In the Suns glimmer and shine.

I then feel the wind start to gather strength from my love,
 As if my love were powerful enough,
I feel it being used, but not in a way of evil,
 Or wrong intentions.

I feel my heart pounding like a drum,
 I feel a spirit enter my soul, and then, then,
I feel Fuu, her wise spirit protecting me,
 And my soul and spirit as well.

Will Fuu protect me in my life,
 And if she does, will she be there in the afterlife?
I hope beyond hope, for without her wind of courage,
 I am nothing but the morning due being wisped away,

By the glimmering sun...


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