Subject: [FFML] [Author Status][Poem] A message from Hitomi
From: Edward Becerra
Date: 3/25/1999, 5:55 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com


	Well, after the fuss about bringing Hitomi back to
the list, and Tybalt rightfully pointing out that anyone 
who wants to contact her can do so through Jessica or 
myself, I passed those letters on to Hitomi. 

	After smiling a bit, she penned a response and asked
me to see that it reached the list.

	If you _really_ want to find her without having to
go through either Jessica or myself, just read the poem and
solve the riddle contained therein.

	Enjoy, and I hope someone can figure this puzzle
out. Lord knows I can't.

	Edward Becerra.

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I have tread the Paths of Darkness, in Service to the Light
Always trudging forward, for the Just and the Right
Instinctually in the public, but held just out of Sight
Ever warning others, not running from the Fight

I left the New behind, but not because of Shame
They sought the sight of others, not knowing who to Blame
Learning of at the time, but seeking to be Tame
Leaving those who do not know, words are who I Became

In the two lands of my Ancestors, there came a mighty Roar
What Honour meant to them, was too much to Ignore
I had to battle for dominance, in the ways of the Boar
It set teeth to sparking, without the bloody Gore

To protect those of innocence, I left for Nihon
My students were now cared for, by the Class of Son
Looking to the future now, I took on the Pon
Going back to Her Studies, understood the Ton

Electronics are my eyes, the written word my Ears
For now I can be, where none can hear my Tears
To reach me now is quite hard, but still the way is Clear
For those who can see, they must conquer all Fear

I have worn the five faces, and left the one Mystery
Who is that person, why is there no History
When left with only facets, one looks for the Mastery
Samurai reason, it fits in with Majesty

A servant awaits, to hear all she Could
South in the Land, there with the Hood
Imperial might, declares that she Would
But hears no sound, although she Should

In all the home islands, there is a grove that is Sound
And if you persevere, it is where I can be Found
The clues I left are here, were you willing to Propound
A letter delivered, you will find this faithful Hound

Ichinohei Hitomi