Sta.sh
Come hither, dear wizards,
To hear great tales
About the Lost Souls,
And their echoing wails.
In Unicorn Way,
You see the first wave.
The ghosts seem pretty easy,
For a body in a grave.
Their leader is scary,
So watch your back.
She's a Grudge-like maiden,
With heart and Hope stained Black.
As you travel the Spiral,
They cause such great pain.
Yet you still defeat them,
And end their ghastly reign.
But hold on, my friends!
Not all ghosts are bad.
There was good Sylvia Drake,
To help, she was glad.
The final spirit,
Who you had to face,
Was the vengeful Malistare.
You beat him with grace.
He joined the undead.
His life was well-doomed,
As his spirit left,
The volcanic throne room.
Yet we wizards love ghosts,
And their bare, hooded heads,
Though sometimes we prefer,
Them just to STAY dead!
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