The mystery of the evil owl and how it came to pass , twas a dark resplendent moonlit night and snowy the white owl was skirting about turkers wood musing well oblivious to danger. Mason Cult’s cottage chimney sighed & bellowed black to the cold night, owl caught in a cloak of smokey darkness, lost his unique radar and slipped inside Mr Cult’s black pot, owl sensed and flapped in retreat up and up his wings beated out of the trap, into the night, with now sooted wings and from that night for a whole week Mason Cult mistook the owl for the devil himself.
Mason Cult was cautious upon the evenings for fear of catching the unfortunate owl and ensnaring a devil.