They say that crossroads are gateways into another world. That is very true. Where two paths cross the veil that separates our world from the world of the dead is thin. When violence occurs at that point it rips the veil and allows travel between the two worlds to take place.
There has to be, however, balance. The rubric is that for something to pass one way across the void, something must pass the other way. A two-way exchange.
Somewhere deep in an ancient wood, there was such a crossroad. Two paths crossed in the middle of an ash grove. Ash groves are dark and sinister places, just as Oak groves are sacred and benign. Oak groves are home to beneficial spirits that nurture and guide, like Fairy godmothers. There was once a creature that dwelled in the wood, these creatures signified all the fine virtues but they had been reduced to just one, the final unicorn.
On one dark day, the last unicorn was killed by a Witch, at that crossroad in that ash grove. The violent act ripped apart the veil. Something was waiting on the other side. Something that had reached out to the Witch and promised her eternal youth and beauty if she carried out this terrible act. She was tricked, for with the veil ripped she was sucked into the world of the dead, allowing that something to pass the other way.
That was how the devil came into this world.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 25/September/2018
Today’s things are: unicorn, fairy, devil