It's Lonely Lorily (On Hold)
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Last published Sat, May 23, 2015
Legend says, If you touch the sacred tree, of Lonely's woods just outside of the Woodsman cabin, and your fingers bleed, you are already The Shadows prey. You are chased through the woods till you cannot run any more. When the Shadow catches you, the last thing you are ever to see is his glowing lime green eyes.
The last thing that will ever escape your lips will be a bloody scream.
The town of Lonely has it's legend, yes. Lonely's people have all grown up with it told the same way for a hundred years.
People have gone missing in this town, no doubt. But every little town has at the least a few missing persons cases still unsolved. Where the trail has gone cold.
The Shadow Woodsman picks you as his prey, and you are never to be seen again.
You wouldn't think legend could be real, especially one as this.
But what would you do if YOU were your legends favorite prey?
What would you do if something that can't possibly be real is whispering in your ear till you loose all sanity?
Would YOU run through the woods having the last thing you to ever see be the Lime green eyes of the Shadow Woodsman?
The last thing for you ever to let loose from your lips be your last scream?
What if YOU were to find out the Shadow Woodsman wasn't all the legend wrote it to be?...
"It's Lonely Lorily. It's Lonely Lorily. Why aren't you here with me?..."
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