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The Woods

No one dare set foot in those woods there is evil far beyond our imagination and it's usually up to no good. Some may call it pure fairy fable but it's only because they haven't seen but in this town of Old Saline the devils playground isn't just a dream. Nightmares warn the people of this town and the screams from deep inside the woods are sure to bring a frown. Almost like all hollows eve year around. One gentlemen actually saw the damaged soul that haunts these woods while he was out taking a midnight stroll. And so it goes a horned entity with razor dark eyes that seems to float along the great wooded pine but never does it leave it's eternal home damned to roam this earth for many days long. some folks ask why would you want to live among these woods why not move. And so i tell them this town is glory this town is life protected by god both day and night so you see it may be hoodoo as far as the eye can see but that's the difference in this town and between you and me. This will always be Old Saline and the folks that dwell here will always stay no way will we let this demon scare us away. Cole Hodson Copyright 2006

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