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Dark Reflections.

The Prince and the Princess were shocked and fascinated by the tale that their mother wove for them over the breakfast breads and fruits, they almost couldn’t believe her, but she had never lied to them before and this story was almost too strange not to be true! The Prince wanted to go into battle and prove his manhood with his sword skills, but it did not seem that such weapons would be much good against an opponent that had no body as far as they could tell. The Princess frowned as she tried to recall a story told her by one of her wise teachers, of an old magician who lived up in the hills and was renowned for his talents in bygone days.


The Queen was so exhausted she decided to try and get some rest, while her children went riding off to find this man, to ask him if he could shed some light on this nightmare that was threatening the royal family. The Princess used a special crystal from the royal treasury to guide their journey, aligned with her intuition the stone managed to lead them straight to this man who was living all alone in a cave. He had heard the common folk speak well of their ruler, and so he was happy to be of service in this crisis, he had heard of this sort of thing happening before and had an inkling of what the cause might be.

The magician sat in the Queen’s bedroom and meditated for a very, very, long time, he was so still a mouse ran over his lap thinking him to be a statue rather than a man. When he stood up he had a fierce smile on his face, he asked for mirrors to be brought from all over the palace and placed all around the bed. That night the dark force came again to attack the Queen, and she woke as the darkness hit the mirrors, and some of them broke and there was a terrible loud noise as if it were storming inside the room. No one outside heard a thing but the magician had been keeping watch, and once again he was smiling with fierce joy.

The next day all the nobles stayed abed, it was as if a great plague had swept through their ranks, when they eventually emerged they all looked as if they had been run over by a wagon. One of the servants had disappeared from his bed, leaving a strange oily black ash behind, that the laundry woman despaired of ever washing out.

From this day forth the noble folk of the castle began to support the Queen in her modern ways, all their arrogance seemed to have been washed away and the kingdom became a much happier place than it had been. The Prince grew up to be a wise King and the Princess became a wise woman in her own right, the Magician went back to his cave satisfied with a job well done.


You see the dark forces that array against us can be beaten back, if just once, just once, they can be shown the emptiness, that lies where their hearts ought to be!

The Dark Night.

‘Twas a dark night and the Queen lay sleeping in her regal bed, her only company the black cat who slept by her side, gently purring and keeping the royal person as snuggly as the most common of peasants. This was a Queen who loved to wander the markets and chat with her subjects, she discussed weave with the tailors, and the value of oil with the fish merchants. Her nobles thought her most eccentric, and were loath to follow her example of egalitarianism, the truth was they couldn’t even have spelt the word, they were not particularly bright!


So Her Majesty spent a lot of her time with her son and daughter when she was not wandering the kingdom, the prince was a young man now and so she had to teach him all about ruling the land. The princess was younger and she was fascinated with the properties of herbs and the meanings of the stars up above, her mother allowed her to visit the wise women, to learn the ancient arts of healing and scrying.

So in spite of the nobles’ disdain, the royal family managed to be quite happy most of the time, and their subjects loved them to bits, and wished the nobles would crawl under a log and disappear. It seemed like nothing would ever change this picture until one night as the Queen lay sleeping peacefully in her bed, she was woken quite suddenly by a great force that battered at her body, mind and spirit. She went into shock, but even in that state she fought back as hard as she could, to keep out this dark force that tried to suck out her energy as if she were a glass of water and it a thirsty ghoul.

Somehow the Queen managed to survive the night, but the next morning she was pale and tired, with dark rings under her eyes. She would have preferred not to burden her precious children with her worries, but her aristocrats would most likely say she had gone mad and try to lock her away, so she had no choice but to tell them of the battle she had fought through the night.

To find out what the Prince and Princess had to say about all of this, and to find out what happens to the Queen, tune into my next post!