Once upon a time

Two children wandered into the forest

And came across a witch

Who disappeared with them

Now the parents and the village

Believe that the old crone ate them

But nothing is more misleading

See the only thing that gained power

Was souls, and so their souls were taken

The bodies left alone and controlled

They were used to catch others

Until hidden in the Witch's forest

Was an army full of children with no souls

They had no will left of their own

The Witch's word was theirs' and

Once the army numebred high enough

The witch marched them out

And used them to take over the world

Now only those with magical talents

 Keep thier souls

And the witch is now a queen

All others are part

Of a children's army

Now used for peace.