A Day in the Life III ~ The Sun of Broken Curses
Again we came to the Oracle petitioning guidance from the Faery Folk, it was raining outside, the wind was shaking the walls of the small gypsy caravan. Our eyes closed we drew a card, it was the Sun, the image showing two Fay on a mountain peak greeting the golden light. Then a whisper in our ears ' To break something, first make something '.
Immediately we went to work baking a bread of bitter herbs, you went to the jars under the bed and took from one of them the dried crows heart, the one we had cut from the bird's chest as it lyed dying by the side of the road. We both spat on it then passed it all over our bodies, asking for the curses removal. Then carefully we placed it into the heart of the unbaked dough, now roughly crafted into a female form.
The black hearted crows bread nearly fully baked began to stink out our small space as the evil eye that had been placed on us began to spiral around and fully awaken within the breads female form. Holding our noses we opened the oven to see a large darkened eye staring back at us, ' cover it quickly ' i shouted. You immediately took the colourful bandana from your head and threw it over the now blinking eye of the bitter baked bread.
Picking it up with both hands i ran out with the cursed loaf into the woods behind the caravan and placed it quickly at the foot of an old Yew Tree. You running behind me sprinkling cascaria in a binding spell around it so it's poison could never return to us. Then as quickly as we had run out to the tree we ran back to the safety of our small home by the edge of the woods, looking through the window to watch what might happen.
It seemed like ages that we sat there huddled together our hands over our eyes, thumbs in ears not daring to lift our heads and look up. Eventually i dared to take a peek and nudging you gently you to slowly looked above your slender fingers to the sight we beheld before us.
The cursed bread had been fully eaten the crows having cannibalistically devoured the blackened heart of one of their own and all that was left was your bandana its colours now glimmering brightly as sunlight shone through the darkened clouds onto the forest floor below.
In that moment we knew that all would well, that our banishing had worked and as the Fay had told us earlier that day, the sun would shine its golden light down upon us.
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