[Did you all miss your favorite spontaneously appearing bearer of bad news?
The Mirror is back, bringing rather good news... if you see the glass as half-full.]
And thus the Mist recedes
To shares its terror with other parts of the world
It tramples on the lives it impedes
The mysteries still yet to be unfurled.
Here we have lost more than the Mist
The sun is brighter in between showers
The snow leaving with naught a frostbitten kiss
Spring now comes to show its powers.
[So, the Mist is gone, blacking out parts of the world in entirety; but at least the snow is melting, and the bitter cold has ended. Except the weather to vary between mild and sunny and cold and rainy for a while, Academy.]