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The story goes of a small girl that went to the woods to pick flowers but never returned.Local folklore spoke of a Werewolf that lived there. "As long as I live, I will never by myself leave the path, to run into the wood, when my mother has forbidden me to do so."She thought.However the mesmerising howl of the Werewolf so hypnotised her she strayed from her chosen way...The spirit of her mother is said to watch over her as she picks the first snowdrops of spring..Brushes off the Ultimate PS brushes CD..