Little One

[Mimickry]

Little One.
You Are Calm.
Have You Come To Enjoy My Presence Near you?


Or Do You Enjoy My Sorrows
That Much?

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The Wisp, though imprisoned, has gone still in its cage.
It is corrupted.
But I refuse to believe it is beyond being healed from this.
It is only one of many that have fallen from the tear.
I like to think it enjoys my company.
It feels, ironically, like my only friend now.
It is the only one who will not leave my side, it seems.
It's similar to me in a few ways.
Silent, with much to say if an ear is lent.
Having purpose, albeit feeling alone with it.
Little One, I wonder.
Do you feed on my despair,
Or...
No.
I will not believe that.
Though you are silent, and show me naught.
I've decided.
Unlike others who seem to need me not.
Let me foster you and your siblings.
You were outcast by the heavens.
But I won't abandon you.
I will offer my love, to any who desire what respite and comfort it may bring.
I will give it to you, and your siblings that fall still from the sky.
Allow me, to give you a home, and care.
What shall I call you then,
My Little Black Wisp?

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Even To The Darkest Of Things:
I Shall Hold Out A Hand To You.
For I Shall Forgive You Everything. Even When The World Will Not.
For I Shall Love You. Even When The Light Shuns You.
For, In Time, I Shall Give You A Home. So You May Know Comfort And Peace.
I Only Ask You Trust Me, And Stand By My Side.
I Have Faith In All.
Will You Join This Family As Well?

[Mimickry]

A Promise,
Is A Promise.

From The Sky,

Unto My Arms.

 

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Though it took some time.

My promise is kept.

I shall foster the Little Ones.

The Outcasts of Alfheim,

Ill-likely to be welcomed back to their original home.

By my side, now they dance.

My children.

Forsaken of the Sky.

No longer, need you wander aimlessly.

No longer, need you be lost.

No longer, shall you be without guidance.

No longer, shall you be alone.

For I have kept my promise,

And now you are in

The Wispmother's Arms.

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