The Beast's Lantern - An Over the Garden Wall Poem

To protect this flame is to give up all good. To give in to you is to die in the
woods. I would rather watch him die than cage his soul, for to trap
him behind must take its toll.
We are brothers, old and young. And if you lay a finger on him, even one, I
will unleash upon you tenfold of what you have done.
You beast in the woods. You will no longer live on.