And there's the mystery:

that down the long years

all manner of men have worn it,

yet somehow, in the end,

it's always him.


They say,

you don't just wear the mask;

they say,

the mask wears you.


The Dorset ooser (rhymes with "bosser") disappeared some time after 1897 and has not been seen publicly since. Old Craft scuttlebutt would have it that it is now in the keeping of an old Witch family.