Born of Shadow
Once upon a time, there was a boy who had nothing
and a boy who had everything.
There was a boy who had nothing
and a boy who thought he had everything
until the day war swallowed him whole.
The boy with nothing was humble; he had everything to gain.
The boy with everything realized he had nothing
when the first Summons came.
A classic reversal – a tale both tired and old.
Once upon a time, there were two boys, not dissimilar in dignity,
destined to meet and cast curses from across every room.
Their cards were played, their fates were sealed;
by their crusades, they were consumed.
Once upon a time, the boys were mirrors of long-lost affinity.
Once upon a time, we were born of shadows’ symmetry.