14 Dec 2020, 11:29
The Three Wicked Witches
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
W. Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I
Once upon a time, there were three wicked witches who used their magic abilities to cast fear and terror into the lives of scottish people. Having come to a very old age, they nourished themselves with all the vitality they could steal from the hearts of good men and women, in a desperate attempt to escape their encounter with death.
Being extremely confident in their rage across the Highlands, the three wicked witches gradually lost the memory of their human nature, and began to transform into filthy, obscure beings, unrecognizable and scary at the most. They found amusement while torturing and manipulating peasants and merchants, killing sailors at sea, to take all the good hopes that lied in their wives waiting at home.
One day the three witches, who seeked greater emotions to steal from people, decided to bring their cruelty inside the courts of Scotland: after disseminating sufference in a battle field, where many men died in great pain, they looked after a captain of the king's army. The poor captain, still shocked for what he saw in battle, succumbed to what the three wicked witches maliciously promised him.
With their great manipulation abilities, the three convinced the man that he would soon become king, making him believe that this was a prophecy, while in fact the witches just wanted to drive the poor captain to madness.
The captain went to his castle by the town od Inverness, where he and his wife were lead to craze by the desire to become king and queen, instilled in their minds by the three wicked witches. During a stormy night, the insane couple killed the king, who was their guest at the manor of Inverness.
Happy but not satisfied by all the harmony that they stolen from the world, the three witches watched a war being prepared against the killer of the king. But they wanted to meet the now crazy captain again: boiling an obscure and unknown potion, the three wicked witches showed to the poor man his fate. They showed him his failure and his terrible death, scaring out of him even the last bit of sanity left under his madness.
The man, once driven blind and crazy by the promises of the three witches, was now lost as a motherless child. He ultimately succumbed in battle, killed just as the wicked witches showed him with their dark potion. The three wicked witches were extemely happy, but they forgot that hope can always be reborn in the hearts of good people, and that they could never acquire all the good there was.
The most tragic end, to which the three wicked witches lead the poor captain, had also ended their grasp on the hopes of people. The scottish people now, grounded by the war, had nothing to do else than rebuild their peace: a new, inevitable, spark of good will that the witches didn't consider, having they forgotten and lost their human nature.
Ultimately, the three wicked witches were visited by death, because their stolen vitality wasn't greater than the peolple's anymore. On the same day as the poor man they lead to madness, the three witches left this world to regain peace.
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14 Dec 2020, 12:42
The Three Wicked Witches
At the window, the castle of Inverness
Figitus' mother used to tell him this story when he was little, before going to bed. They live in the present city of Inverness, where many stories revolve around the ancient castle, which also is present in muggle histories and collective memory. The night before the departure for London, in order to buy all the necessary supplies after being admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Figitus has asked his mother to tell him again this story, while looking at the old castle of Inverness, that he can see from his window. The little boy wondered how small would it appear related to Hogwarts which, according to what his mother told him about the castle where she also attended her magical school years, was awsomely great.
Apart form dark legends regarding Inverness, Figitus knew that Hogwarts was the house of many ghosts and also of the infamous Peeves, whom he feared the well known prank attitude. With a little feeling of insecurity, Figitus was also scared of the new school, where he wouldn't have friends apart from the few people he knew from Inverness.
After his mother finished the story, the late evening before the departure, Figitus' mind was flying over towers, owleries, forbidden forests and all the thousand stories he had heard from Hogwarts. Excited, curious and shy at the same time, he went to sleep hoping to not forget anything the next day, and that all would go well.
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