His name is Mayor Willowsburne. He is our mayor. although gloomy in appearance, his ghastly glow doesn't reflect his personality. He smiles more than anyone in our town. He laughs at every chance he gets. It seems that in death he found some sort of bliss, some sort of relief and happiness.
His haunts his mansion built above the rolling hills of the graveyard. It sits, still, awkward, gloomingly waiting on someone to join the party that had be planned for years but has yet to see a guest.
This is how i picture the mayor of our town
