A spell caster lived in woods Always face covered by hoods People stay away saying it's a witch And only seen when day turns pitch I don't believe in black magic ofcourse But most say it exists because The spell caster here is no devil It protects the people, the shrine from evil Once a bad witch brought kiosk to the people Emerged amongst the few, this spell caster With full knowledge of magic and spell master Yet so many fear its powers and spells But it never cause harm to any who wishes well Its name is "HAUK", and it entertains no joke With a shaft in a hand it walks In its own world, it hardly talks Yes, it's a human for sure This village was an interesting tour...