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This is a true documentation. This happened to me, Rowan's mom, when I met her dad. This happened over the internet. We had been talking for some time, and suddenly, I saw images from another life spin in front of me while we chatted on ICQ!. Please, read on. | |||
I live in
a time when the fairies are abundant. They are here, in the forest with
me, for some reason I cannot understand why I have these memories.
The music is old, Gaelic like. The castle in the distance is my home. I live there with my prince, Rupert of Acadia the third. This is my memory recall. It scares me at times to think the earth was so at peace, but in a day like today, I wonder why people worry of money, jobs and such. What about each other. |
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The fairies
call me to dance, they take me by the hands, they swing around in a circle
with me, I cry with glee as I feel this..
Only a few who read this will understand. My name is Callath, I live in a land of the wood, where the trees are full of life, the water from the spring is flowing, swiftly but softly. it is 1382. This is real it is not a fantasy. I have had memory recall for many years, but never with this much detail. |
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The wind in
my hair takes the red ribbon flying, I go around in a circle so fast with
the fey.
I am so happy right now. My hair is long and blonde, my dress in white and stained, for it has not been washed in a while, for I do not care, Rupert loves me for who I am. I am dancing, I feel no pain, as I do now. Please understand as you read this ~ memory recall can be vague, for me however this is far from vague. I met a friend, a very special one, who I believe has awoken this time in my memory, we have talked much about the fairy times. I feel as if Merlin is going to come around at any given moment. |
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My sisters
name is Catherine Allabee, she is a red head and is walking toward me.
She is not well liked due to her aggressive nature. She is unkind to her
husband.
My Rupert is a short man, with a well muscular tone. He has shoulder length black hair and is clean shaven, he is standing watching me enjoy myself as I dance here with the fey. He wears a purple robe made of velvet and knee length black boots. I love him dearly as he waits for me to finish my dance. |
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I am finished
now, I said to him, I see this so clearly..
We walk off hand in hand, he kneels down to pick a daisy and puts it in my dirty hair. |
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We walk back slowly and talk about the day. It has been nice, but a storm is brewing. We start to walk a little faster as to not get caught in the mud in the woods. | |||
We reach the
castle and my father awaits us, his name is Henry, and is a well liked
state man. He owns much in the town, and gives free, daily bread to the
poor.
The rats in the town have become a problem, there has to be a way to clear up the sewers to rid of them. My father talks of the solution on his way to the dinner table. |
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Our maid calls us to the dinner table, we are ready to eat after such a day in the wood. We sit down quietly, and thank the Goddess and God for our daily supper. We give much reverence to the earth, she gives us so much, I say out loud, and asks for so little in return. | |||
The night draws near as we close up for the night. The storm has gone. It did not amount to very much. As I climb the stairs of the castle, entwining as they go, I think of the fun I had in the woods today. | |||
I put on my
nightgown, I think of my husband and how wonderful he has become. He is
so close to his goals now.
I wander back down the wooden stairs as they creak under my bare feet. We get a nightcap drink. Rupert bends over and kisses my forehead softly, for soon we shall have to sleep through the night. And I shall once again return to the land of today, and another recall shall begin once again. |
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