A/N: As requested by Xing, a poem on Ishizu!

The future is so misted, the present just a gray fog.
I close my eyes, trying to part that obscuring bog.
Images come, hinting at what might soon be.
Cryptic they are, these scenes I see.

With my Necklace, I've seen through the ages.
Ancient history unfolds like a book and its pages.
Time sweeps across our plain like a fierce gale.
How sad, that life couldn't be more like a fairy tale.

I breathe in deep, and once again close my eyes.
I see a Duelist, his Destiny has yet begun to arise.
I shake my head, dismayed at the opposition in his way.
Then again, what would life be without good and bad sway?

But soon my eyes flutter open, I reflect on what I had just seen.
Young boy, to save our world, on your Heart you must be keen.

May the Fates be kind to you,
May your friends be not few,
And may Life never lose its hue.