I do not own YYH, or anything associated with them – except for my poems.
This is a Hiei poem – I'm rather fascinated by the contrast of ice and
fire. It can stand alone, though. The title is chosen because I heard
somewhere that "hiei", besides being a mountain, means something along the
lines of 'fleeting phantom' – which makes me think of shadows.

Shadow's Song

Born of Fire and born of Ice
Offered up for sacrifice
Before the babe had drown a breath,
To face the world's undaunted price.

Dying more by every day
Cherished dreams to dust decay
None to weep and none to mourn
As the wings are torn away.

Would you free them? Would you heed?
You come only out of greed
For price in blood – no other coin
To satisfy your selfish need.

Leave me, then, the Winter's Child.
Lonely, hated, lost, reviled.
I shall burn and I shall learn
And I shall rise, reborn and wild

'Till all my scars to void will fade,
And I am free of masquerade.
So, someday – I shall break the bars
To stride in both the sun and shade.