The Day the Music Ended
Mary’s great, great, grandmother, Bell, was the most powerful witch ever known to her lineage. She married at age twenty one to a fine warlock named Thomas. Although his powers were much less than hers, he was strong and very handsome.
Five years after their vows, Bell discovered her feeling for Thomas had
been impulsive, not true love.
Thomas refused to grant her a divorce and in his rage killed William.
His powers were not strong enough to harm
Thomas, fearing Bell’s powers and still wanting to kill her child,
joined with his two warlock brothers and cast an evil spell on Bell and
her descendants. Neither Thomas nor his brothers were able to get close
Upon entering the human realm Bell cast a small spell on an elderly
woman. The kind lady then took
The box was oak and finely carved around with images of birds and
rabbits. As she opened the box a tiny lady dressed in a white rose up on
a spindle and began to twirl and dip to the tinkling of music emitted by
the box. A note inside read, ‘to the one I will never forget, pass this
token of my emotions on through the years.’
Back in the witchery Thomas and his brothers smiled as the tinkle of the
box echoed in their ears. Once the music started the curse had begun.
Mary remembered the first time she was allowed to open the music box her mother had so deeply cherished. It was her thirteenth birthday and the box was a gift. Her mother committed suicide that same year at age thirty.
Mary, age ninety, and too frail for the work of a nun, spends most of
her time in prayer or in her room overlooking the cemetery. On this day,
she held the box in her shaky hands and gently eased it open. The music
began and the dancing lady, Mary named
Mary’s eyes grew heavy and her sight blurred. The image of
Mary was buried in the church cemetery and the box was never seen again.
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