[MR] An Invitation and a Legend

[Baroness Rowen]

Unto the fine populace of Atlantia, her barony's and
cantons,

Please  consider becoming a witness to a wonderful
event!.  In a manuscript just recently found we the
good gentles of Hidden Mountain came across a legend
that tells of the creation of Our home and of a time
when the mountain will be revealed for all to see. 
What follows is the legend and an invitation to
witness this miracle.

Please feel free to cross post!

The Origin of the Hidden Mountain

Once upon a time there was a wicked old giant in Wales
who, for some reason or other, had a very great spite
against the Senechale of Tears Sea Shore and all his
people, and he made up his mind to dam up the Rivers
that flowed beside that land, and by that means cause
such a flood that the town would be drowned. 

So off he set, carrying a spadeful of earth, and
tramped along mile after mile trying to find the way
to Tears Sea Shore. And how he missed it I cannot
tell, but he must have gone wrong somewhere, for at
last he got close to Misty Marsh and the Island of
Diamonds and by that time he was puffing and blowing
under his heavy load, and wishing he was at the end of
his journey. By and by there came a cobbler along the
road with a sack of old boots and shoes on his back,
for he lived in Atlantia and went once a fortnight to
Tears Seas Shore to collect his customers' old boots
and shoes, and take them home with him to mend. 

And the giant called out to him. "I say," he said,
"how far is it to Tears Sea Shore?" 

"Tears sea Shore?" said the cobbler; "what do you want
at Tears Sea Shore?" 

"Why," said the giant, "to fill up the Rivers with
this lump of earth I've got here. I've an old grudge
against the Seneschale and the gentles at Tears Seas
Shore, and now I mean to drown them out, and get rid
of them all at once." 

"My word!" thought the cobbler. "This'll never do! I
can't afford to lose my customers!" And he spoke up
again. "Eh!" he said, "you'll never get to Tears Sea
Shore -- not today nor tomorrow. Why look at me! I'm
just come from Tear Sea Shore, and I've had time to
wear out all these old boots and shoes on the road
since I started." And he showed him his sack. 

"Oh!" said the giant, with a great groan. "Then it's
no use! I'm fairly tired out already, and I can't
carry this load of mine any further. I shall just drop
it here and go back home." 

So he dropped the earth on the ground just where he
stood, and scraped his boots on the spade, and off he
went home again to Wales, and nobody ever heard
anything of him in the Barony ever after. But where he
put down his load, there stands the Mountain to this
day.

Now this Mountain of earth was scooped from the lands
of the fay and therefore held magical properties.  So
when this giant set down his load of earth it
disappeared into the mist that is always present in
the lands about.

It is said that when  a young Shepard boy lost his
sheep in the lands he stumbled into the mist to find a
great mountain.  In a cave on the mountain he found 7
scrolls that told of the tale I just told, the scrolls
further speak of the great heart of its inhabitants
and that every 22 years the Mountain will be revealed
to the un believers.so as not to be Hidden any longer.


So on that note , Our scholars have poured over the
scrolls and find that on May 26-28th of  2006, the
Mountain will reveal its glory.  We the people of
Hidden Mountain Invite you to take a Pilgrimage to 
witness the spectacle of the Mountain Revealed.  Check
out our site for your map to fun and adventure:
http://home.earthlink.net/~nitefall3/
We look forward to your presence on this day!
Yours in Service,
Baroness Rowen the Shiftless
Autocrat


Rowen the Shiftless  

Baroness Hidden Mountain 


Rowen the Shiftless  

Baroness Hidden Mountain  

 

" Man's mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original dimensions."

Oliver wendell Holms





 





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