There once was a dark man in the woods.
The man walked. He walked between the trees. He walked across the
bridges. He walked underneath the canopy of leaves. He walked alone.
The man walked this way for a long time, longer than any of you can
The man was Loneliness.
Loneliness, if you can infer, likes to walk. He loves to walk, in
fact, and he will walk forevermore through the forest of Despair.
When you feel sad or down, and there is no one there for you, no one
to talk to, do not despair. You are not alone.
The man in the dark cloak walks with you.
I like writing. And a lot of other stuff, but I'm too lazy to type