There was once a duke, who had one daughter very much beloved.
The duke was creating his reality,
the daughter was creating her reality,
and both were creating the dukedom .
The daughter took great pity on a monster who was hiding himself
at the very last edge of the dukedom's garden.
The monster aka beast, was also creating his reality.
Her ladyship's pity turned to love, and she married the monster
a cocreation of both, although the duke himself was trying hard
not to create such a reality.
**here comes the first probable split
The first night of marriage, the lights out,
the lady turns to embrace the beast and feels a handsome
young man lying there, in the dark.
He tells her he is an enchanted prince,
and she must never ever see him in the light
even of a small candle
for he will disappear forever.
what a reality creation.
And what would you expect.
Her ladyship enamoured by her
phantom lover/husband
waits until he is deeply asleep
and lights a candle
here is a split in probable lines
The most beautiful young man of all
appears to her eyes
and she is smitten twice through
with love for him.
A drop from the candle wakes him up
here splits
another
probability line ,
"Woman , what did you do?"
" Husband I got scared in the night and lit a light to see whether
you were still here".
and he starts lamenting,
" now I will have to disappear from your life
forever. Thoughtless disobedient woman.
Your only hope of finding me is
if you wear out seven pairs of ironshod shoes
and wear down seven iron walking sticks
and fill seven flasks with tears
looking for me
here splits another probability line
And he turns to smoke.
Here two probable
lines appear
either
or
He turns up, still an ugly monster,
in the garden of a very powerful witch
who has a castle at the end of the earth,
with a flock of geese guarding it.
The son of the gardener was looking after the geese.
The geese made such a fuss, calling
"here is an enchanted prince ,
here is an enchanted prince"
that the witch came down to see what was happening.
Being such a powerful witch
she dissolved the spell
and was immediatly
and deeply in love with the handsome prince.
He spurned her advances
a split
once more here
which made her furious
and she turned him back into the monster
banished at the edge of the garden with the geese
a split
and let him be prince once every saturday night
when she renewed her advances at a sumptious
dinner she spread in front of him.
In this mainstream probability line
the lady of the duchy walks to the end of
the earth, wearing down six pairs of shoes
in as many years
and using her last iron walking stick
and carrying the seven flasks
long filled with tears, asking everybody if
they have seen her monster,
such an ugly monster would certainly be of world renown.
a nexus
She reaches the towers of the winds,
and finds mrs East wind there,
who gave her shelter
and promised to ask her husband in the morning,
if he had seen a monster on his way.
East wind came with a rush and
blew everything in the house away
and he knew nothing of the monster.
Mrs East wind gave the lady a wallnut
to crack when in great need, and sent her on her way
to the tower of the west wind.
Mrs West gave her tea and sympathy,
Mr West came in brisk and breezy
but had seen nowhere a monster on his ways.
She got a chestnut for a time of need
and no information,
Mrs South's house was all wet and moldy
and the South Wind came with a lot of rain
and fog, and had not heard of a monster
on his path. She was sent to the North wind's
tower, with a pistachio nut for a time of need
and best wishes for her quest.
There was no Mrs North wind, mr North wind being
a bachelor.
He came in blowing cold and fierce
and froze the lady to the bone.
But
He knew where the monster was sheltering.
thousand of miles away at the edge of the world.
He offered to take the lady there on his back,
and they flew so fast
the lady could not breath, and she felt her
face drying up and growing ooooold .
The north wind stopped with a whoosh in the
middle of the flock of geese and left her there
trembling and exhausted among cackling geese.
The witch came out to see what the commotion was
and took pity on the old woman
and asked her to become the keeper of the geese,
to the great delight of the gardener's son
who was fed up with the task.
The lady looked at herself in the water of the pond,
and what did she see?
a wizened old woman looking at her
and was in utter dispair.
She sat and cried at the edge of the water,
for how would her love recognise her now?
The monster, pining away at the edge of the garden
saw the old woman and surely did not recognise her.
It was saturday night and he turned to go up the castle
for the sumptuous dinner. He had started thinking of
acquiescing to the witch's desires.
a split
once more, patience, it is almost the last :)
The lady's heart stopped, and
recognising a great need,
she broke up the walnut.
And Lo. The most beautiful dress you have ever seen
came out of the nut. She put it on, and magically
she became again young and fair as she should have been
by rights.
The geese sat up a great din " what a beautiful lady
what a beautiful lady our lady is".
The monster turned, and recognised his love
The spell was broken and he became the handsome prince
forever.
The witch came out at such a commotion
and was furious that the prince had a wife
hanging on his arm.
Just as she was getting ready to witch them
the lady broke open the chestnut
and a beautiful horse faster than the wind
came out, and they rode away as fast as they could
from the witch's wrath.
The witch turned herself into a hawk and flew
screaming to gouge the prince's eyes out.
The lady broke the pistachio
and an eagle swooped down and ate the hawk.
They rode away for a year and a day
and arrived at their duchy in style.
The duke was happy, the lady was happy
the prince the happiest of all.
Thats the way to create a reality.
They spread a great feast for the people,
and everybody rejoiced at the success
of such a long and romantic quest.
Everyone loves successful lovers.
Or maybe not.
They lived happily ever after,
having many children and sweet dreams,
seldom disturbed by monsters and geese and such.
The lady paints beautiful cameos of her children
set with a lock of their hair.