Far from his ancestral home,
He wandered lands alone
Bereft of kinship, oath, and trust,
Lived the life of solitude.
What hope had he, the mongrel child
Of finding freedom from his past
None know how long he passed condemned
And most believed he'd meet his end
Yet stronger will hath n'er been forged
Relentlessly he carried on.
Then, she, his life absorbed.
The most unlikely one to adore,
A miko, his kind's holy bane
Captured his heart and stilled his rage
'Twas she who held the sacred jewel
An ancient power and evil's tool.
To be reforged by righteous thought
And vanish from the mortal world.
Yet when fear doth fester in thy hearts
An evil mind will, its daemons warp
And twist thy love to blinding hate
So the ancient prophets say
And so it was that one that darkened day
The lovers fell to the Black one's game
A dual betrayal wrought of fear
An arrow charged with baleful tears
A potent seal, a tainted jewel
A prophecy whose portents grew
A shadow rose across the lands
Its hatred consuming all
Yet, one that day, in a distant isle
A wizened sage who trough his guile
Had linked his fate unto the jewel
Uttereth'd his final news
And on that day spoke the words
A requiem for the hanyou boy
Who unwillingly was evil's toy
Fifty years in silence bound
Spirit of the wayward found
The jewel –
His love's last wish fulfilled
And gave new life and fuller hope
In ages not yet twined in fate's rope
To the girl he once adored.
No power on this earth can hold
What true soul's power hath made whole
No deeper force than rekindled hope
Relighting the love and freeing the soul
Now he wanders once more,
But now he wanders not, alone