The Pale Man

Are you there dear wolf? I am, little lamb. are you sad? I am.. What does it feel like? A long hunt with no kill. Lamb, tell me a story. There once was a pale man with dark hair who was very lonely. Why was he lonely? All things must meet this man, so they shunned him. Did he chase them all? He took an axe and split himself in two, right down the middle. So he would always have a friend? So he would always have a friend.