The wind was strong
that made sun hid
beneath the grey clouds
Darkness prevailed
and the evil appeared
from it’s secret den
People locked themselves
in their homes
fearing their lives
Anyone who stood up,
were buried down
in dungeons of hell
Love thawed,
goodness extinguished
heroes died fighting
against the villains
But everything has
short lifetime
A magician appeared
from nowhere
to dispel the darkness
and bring new hopes
among the people
His good deeds became
the hot news in town
They called him mystique
because of his attire
Dressed in black
with only his eyes visible
His magic was his only weapon
against the evil
The simple tricks
were more than enough
to fool them
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No one could ever
get close to him
No one knew him well
except his mystique avatar
Who was he
remained a mystery.
One fine day
the king of evil
summoned him to his court
As mystique appeared
people prayed secretly
for his victory
“ Who are you, the mystery one?”,
the king asked
“ I am your death!”, Mystique replied
Shocked and furious ,
the king stormed towards him
and pulled his scarf
Everyone was surprised
as the secret of their hero
was disclosed at last
Mystique wasn’t a man,
it was a girl..small one
Her innocence and delicate physique
made the king laugh
But it was his last chortle
But it was his last chortle
mystique had already ripped
his heart out,
bringing an end to the demonic rule
Everyone cheered and danced
to the music of joy
until they realised that
she had disappeared again
They saw her last
on that day
Her mysticism remained
though she was not there
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