Those Fallen to the Tainted Spirit

by reminiscent-afterthought

They left but one legacy, but that did not mean they were forgotten. For the wraiths forever trapped under/in Cherubimon's castle.

A/N: Written for the 31_days challenge on livejournal (link on profile). December 16, 2012 and the prompt is "they had no faces to show". Also a tribute of sorts to those poor spirits stuck in the mirrors in Cherubimon's castle. I always can't help but feel sorry for them.

BTW, this is sort of a poem, and sort of not. Probably is a poem in the end, but I wrote it a little oddly. Recall that I normally use line breaks, not paragraph breaks, in poetry (unless I'm splitting stanzas).

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Those Fallen to the Tainted Spirit

They had no faces to show,

No form to speak of.

They simply wandered –

Aimless ghosts –

Amidst a prison of mirrors and dark,

Driven mad by sightless shadow.