The Folklore of The Circle
The two lovers ran into the night, clutching each other's hands tightly as they made their way to the small clearing in the middle of the woods. A
soft cool breeze carried the smell of the fragrant flowers that were in bloom, leaving a bit of the scent behind after it passed..sweet memories of
others who had come before them mingled with the scent, creating the perfect feeling of love and unity.
The place they were going to, it was as old and ancient as the ceremonies that took place there. It had a special magic of its own. A magic that was
built over years and years of couples going there to bind themselves to one another. The legends and folk lore that surrounded it were vast and
beautiful to hear. And it, along with those stories, have been kept well hidden, only a few people, the ones who grew up in the area, know about them.
The stories, they were always told verbally, only once were they written down throughout the ages, upon papyrus made from the wood of the Wisteria
tree. Purple ink made from charred sea shells was used to lay words upon the pages, and, after the writings were complete, they were placed within a
handmade wooden box that had a lovers knot hand carved upon the top of it. The box had a lock that was shaped in a half heart, the key being the other
half. When both came together and created a full heart, the box would open and you could then read the legends of the circle. It is said that the box
is as magical and powerful as the Circle itself, because it holds the tales of true love within it...and what is more powerful than true love?
One of the stories told verbally though, is about the key:
A young witch from a neighboring village grew bitter because she'd given her heart to a boy who did not favor her in return. Hearing from her
friend in our village about the box and what it contained, she sought to use the power of the box and circle to bind him to her for eternity. Thinking
that her love spell would be that much stronger if she cast it within the clearing and used the box as her binding agent. So, one night she snuck into
our village and stole the box and the key and made her way to the clearing to cast her spell.
Standing inside the circle, she started to chant her words, and the box started to glow softly as the spell began to take hold. The young witch became
excited at the thought of gaining the heart of the one she loved and rushed through the rest of the incantation because she wanted to hurry back to
her village to see if the love spell had worked. But because of her impatience, she unknowingly skipped over a few words, and the spell was only half
complete. Instead of binding her love to her, she had bound him to only the boxes key.
The next day back at her village, she awoke to the young boy standing at the foot of her bed. Thinking that the spell had worked, she reached out her
hands to him for an embrace. But the young boy had no interest in her, he only wanted the key to the box that hung around her neck. Reaching out he
grabbed the ribbon from which the key hung upon and pulled on it until it finally broke. Unfortunately , the young witches neck also broke when the
ribbon did. The boy left her there as he wondered through the house, trying to find his way out. All his attention was on the key, so he stumbled and
crashed into things as he made his way to the door.
The girls grandma who lived next door heard the commotion and as soon as she walked into the house and saw the boy, she knew what had happened, a love
spell gone wrong. She saw the body of her granddaughter on the bed and became angry. Although she could've reversed the love spell, she chose to take
revenge instead. Grabbing the key to the box from his hand, she led the boy out to the edge of the cliff, throwing the key over it into the sea and
watching as the boy followed. The key and the boy forever more lost in the raging waters of the sea...
So, the book remains forever locked within the confines of the box, and no one has ever dared to write down the stories again... until now.
I am going to attempt to write down all the fables/folklore that were placed within that ancient box.. here, within this new, 20th century style box.
Do I think that they will hold the same powerful magic of the original box? No, and I do not want them to..for that magic is as ancient as time itself
and not meant to be shared with those who are not ready. But I do believe that it is important to write down the tales so they are not lost or
forgotten through the passing of time.
So, I hope to add to this thread from time to time..when it feels like it is right to do so. And eventually, hopefully, all the stories from The
Circle will be once more written down...and kept as true to the original version as they can be..
Thanks for reading,
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