...So The Story Goes... (Alison in Hell)

Alison, isn't it frightening?

Alison aren't you scared?

I know you want me to stop writing these, ...but your torment must be shared...

If you look around the corner, I might be lurking there...

into this new realm you are a forgeiner, 'Can you see my smirking glare?"

Only Heaven knows... I guess, I suppose,

...So the story goes... Yes, now everybody knows.

You chose to enter this house of destain, As ringing words whisper out your brothers death once again.

I will give you the choice, never given to me in this hell.

so make clear your voice, to be unforgiven or face the wishing well.

Alison stands bold as her response does now arrive, "I choose the well of old, .....

Yes, my brother will come back to me alive!"

No sooner said, Alison was there at the well, a mist came over her head,... the rest of this I cannot tell.....

~YHB~

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