Deep within the woods
He exists
Who is he?
no one knows for sure
Some say a demond
Some say an elf
Still others name more darker creatures
Power flows from him
Flows like the ocean tide
Power to create
Power to destroy
His hair is long
Jet black
They say
His eyes glow red
As a firey furnece
His breath stinks of death
His face is always cast in a shadow
No matter how much sun is in the sky
All have heard of him
And his mysterious ways
Yes, all have heard
Few have seen him
Even fewer have seen him
And not have to be put in a mental hopital
For the rest of their lives
That is what happens
When he spots you
His stare is enough to drive you
Mad
Crazy
Completly out of your mind
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