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The night is dark, and
The woodland creatures
Have bedded down
For the night.
The forest is quiet,
The only disturbance is
A rustling.
In the bush, a lone man
Is moving slowly towards
A place avoided by many.
They say the souls of
the Place haunt it for all
Time. But the man knows,
So he continues
His journey, onwards to
The Black Lodge.