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The Witch Patch
Thank you to everyone who reads this ♥️
Prologue
On April 21, during a bitter cold but beautiful spring morning, 9 powerful Viking families packed up and set sail from Scandinavia to the new world in pursuit of promised land for purchase upon arrival.
It would become a chance of a lifetime.
Leaving behind a life of terney and cruel prosecutions.
—The year is 1694.
Prior to their departure the families had recived letters from relatives who took the journey to America, many years before. The letters contained within them stories of a beautiful new world filled with wild possibilities and dreams that can come true.
———————
The journey across the pond was long and tedious. Having to row the whole distance would prove damn near impossible. Of course this was no problem for the passengers aboard “The Sea Eagle” longship, because these people were special, they were unique, they were witches. Yup, every single one of them.
So as the story and ledgers go; a powerful witch named Maximus Breakstone, who is the leader of the SeaEagle and High Priest of his Clan, cast an everlasting charm upon the SeaEagle, causing the ship to row independently for them. However, even with witchcraft hard at work, these people went through hell and back before reching America.
Turns-out, ocean water is alive and filled with many emotions.
During the beginning of their third day out on the open sea, and about 20 minutes after sunrise, the sky suddenly turned pitch black in an instant! Massive blankets of black clouds encompassed and sufficate the sky. Within seconds mother nature unleashed a flood gate of treachery with furious and deafening thunder followed by a spectacular lightning show displaying what can only be described as rogue fireworks! Every single one of them looked on in horror, becoming overwhelemd with dread.
And then, down came the rain, a terrible rain, a relentless, cold, and uncaring rain. A rain so brutal it would last for weeks. In fact, It rained so much and so hard, it damn near sank their ship a few times. Finally after what seemd like eternity the rain stopped and the sun came to visit. Melody Breakstone and her sister Madonna, who have been saling side by side for the entire journey smiled at each other with relief and joy.
However that joy was short lived. In less than 10 minutes after the sun showed its face they could see in the near distance waves of unimaginable size and velocity building-up and heading strait for them! Mother nature was done playing and flipped their ship onto its belly. It seems the ocean had a purpose, a vendetta, a job to do, and that job was to drown every single witch on that ship!
Now stranded in the middle of big blue, everyone desperately tried to stay afloat by treading water, however, the sea was completely unforgiving and began pulling many witches underwater. Luck was definitely not on their side at this time, but thankfully everyone knows how to swim and floated back up to the surface within seconds.
An elder witch named Jon (Goldenmyst) Flannigan, managed to find his wand and shouted for everyone to swim away from the ship. “Alla simma bort från båten nu!”
Jon continued to take charge and sent three consecutive shock waves of furry from his wand (brutus) directly into the water causing the Sea Eagle to flip back onto its feet.
Once everyone was back aboard their ship
and after a quick headcount, a disturbing and devastating realization came to view. Two of their youngest passengers were missing. It seems the ocean had its own agenda and took the two babies with it…
During the rest of the journey, their longship capsized more than a few times and went off course countless times. Many became ill from the element's, which today is called Pneumonia. Thankfully all recovered with the help of witchcraft all except one. Jon (Goldenmyst) Flanningan.
Now wait just a second, I know what you must be thinking?” “Why didn’t they use witchcraft to save his life?” Well— the short answer is this. While this clan of witches are some of the best medicine workers and healers of their time, and they were, there are just some things magick can’t fix. Death cannot be cured with magick unless the death is caused by witchcraft.
—————————————
Finally, during the end of the second week in August and nearly 5 unnecessarily long months at sea, the witches arrived at their destination off the coast of Gloucester Massachusetts, on August 16 at 9:47 am.
The “excitement!”was real as the witches docked their ship at Blynman Canal and found their way into town; and as promised purchased 9,999 acres of unwanted land. At the time of purchase, the local folk regarded this particular land as useless swamp land, and as such the witches got it for pennies on the dollar.
Of course the sellers didn’t know they were selling their swamp-land to a pack of Viking witches and were more than happy to off their land to “unsuspecting foreigners” ———————-
Just 1 day after their arrival it was decided it would be a good idea if at least 4 families spread out to build a stronghold in the state of Massachusetts. There was a vote it was unanimous.
One family went to Salem, another went to Boston, one went to Cape Cod and one family went to Springfield with their 13 children in tow. Meanwhile the remaining witch families stayed put in Gloucester Massachusetts and laid down roots.
Legend has it that the land became prosperous seemingly overnight. Houses, mansions and shops suddenly appeared. Wild flowers, lush green grass, ferns and wild clover covered their entire landscape of property. They even had Maple, walnut, chestnut, apple and cherry trees as far as the eyes could see.
Well as you can imagine, the “local folk” had plenty to say about the swamp land and what was going on there. And just so you know, these people were some of the worst Puitans imaginable, they didn’t much like unusual and unexplained happenings. Not to mention having just went through a total melt down with the Salem Witch hysteria not long ago. “Yup!” they were convinced, they absolutely believed it must be “Witchcraft!!” Well, It wasn’t long before the rumors started, and not long after that the name calling began to which the name Witch Patch was coined.
And so after years of fighting and discord the Witches Council decided it best, especially after the recent witch hangings, to put a hex around the entire Witch Patch, hiding it from plain view altogether. Lucky for us we are a self sustaining community and need nothing from the outside world. Any outsider/s who walk our way will get confused lost and turned around.
The Witch Patch, or “The Patch” as most call it today, was once a small village, and over time became a thriving community. Now living in the 21st century the year is now 2022 and the hex remains in place.
To the outside world, our world is thought of as only foolish folklore. However, some folks that do believe think the Witch Patch is somewhere in the Deep Woods on the other side of Garrison‘s Farm & Orchard. They’d be right of course, but ordinary people don’t come to the deep woods.
To be continued…
Prologue
On April 21, during a bitter cold but beautiful spring morning, 9 powerful Viking families packed up and set sail from Scandinavia to the new world in pursuit of promised land for purchase upon arrival.
It would become a chance of a lifetime.
Leaving behind a life of terney and cruel prosecutions.
—The year is 1694.
Prior to their departure the families had recived letters from relatives who took the journey to America, many years before. The letters contained within them stories of a beautiful new world filled with wild possibilities and dreams that can come true.
———————
The journey across the pond was long and tedious. Having to row the whole distance would prove damn near impossible. Of course this was no problem for the passengers aboard “The Sea Eagle” longship, because these people were special, they were unique, they were witches. Yup, every single one of them.
So as the story and ledgers go; a powerful witch named Maximus Breakstone, who is the leader of the SeaEagle and High Priest of his Clan, cast an everlasting charm upon the SeaEagle, causing the ship to row independently for them. However, even with witchcraft hard at work, these people went through hell and back before reching America.
Turns-out, ocean water is alive and filled with many emotions.
During the beginning of their third day out on the open sea, and about 20 minutes after sunrise, the sky suddenly turned pitch black in an instant! Massive blankets of black clouds encompassed and sufficate the sky. Within seconds mother nature unleashed a flood gate of treachery with furious and deafening thunder followed by a spectacular lightning show displaying what can only be described as rogue fireworks! Every single one of them looked on in horror, becoming overwhelemd with dread.
And then, down came the rain, a terrible rain, a relentless, cold, and uncaring rain. A rain so brutal it would last for weeks. In fact, It rained so much and so hard, it damn near sank their ship a few times. Finally after what seemd like eternity the rain stopped and the sun came to visit. Melody Breakstone and her sister Madonna, who have been saling side by side for the entire journey smiled at each other with relief and joy.
However that joy was short lived. In less than 10 minutes after the sun showed its face they could see in the near distance waves of unimaginable size and velocity building-up and heading strait for them! Mother nature was done playing and flipped their ship onto its belly. It seems the ocean had a purpose, a vendetta, a job to do, and that job was to drown every single witch on that ship!
Now stranded in the middle of big blue, everyone desperately tried to stay afloat by treading water, however, the sea was completely unforgiving and began pulling many witches underwater. Luck was definitely not on their side at this time, but thankfully everyone knows how to swim and floated back up to the surface within seconds.
An elder witch named Jon (Goldenmyst) Flannigan, managed to find his wand and shouted for everyone to swim away from the ship. “Alla simma bort från båten nu!”
Jon continued to take charge and sent three consecutive shock waves of furry from his wand (brutus) directly into the water causing the Sea Eagle to flip back onto its feet.
Once everyone was back aboard their ship
and after a quick headcount, a disturbing and devastating realization came to view. Two of their youngest passengers were missing. It seems the ocean had its own agenda and took the two babies with it…
During the rest of the journey, their longship capsized more than a few times and went off course countless times. Many became ill from the element's, which today is called Pneumonia. Thankfully all recovered with the help of witchcraft all except one. Jon (Goldenmyst) Flanningan.
Now wait just a second, I know what you must be thinking?” “Why didn’t they use witchcraft to save his life?” Well— the short answer is this. While this clan of witches are some of the best medicine workers and healers of their time, and they were, there are just some things magick can’t fix. Death cannot be cured with magick unless the death is caused by witchcraft.
—————————————
Finally, during the end of the second week in August and nearly 5 unnecessarily long months at sea, the witches arrived at their destination off the coast of Gloucester Massachusetts, on August 16 at 9:47 am.
The “excitement!”was real as the witches docked their ship at Blynman Canal and found their way into town; and as promised purchased 9,999 acres of unwanted land. At the time of purchase, the local folk regarded this particular land as useless swamp land, and as such the witches got it for pennies on the dollar.
Of course the sellers didn’t know they were selling their swamp-land to a pack of Viking witches and were more than happy to off their land to “unsuspecting foreigners” ———————-
Just 1 day after their arrival it was decided it would be a good idea if at least 4 families spread out to build a stronghold in the state of Massachusetts. There was a vote it was unanimous.
One family went to Salem, another went to Boston, one went to Cape Cod and one family went to Springfield with their 13 children in tow. Meanwhile the remaining witch families stayed put in Gloucester Massachusetts and laid down roots.
Legend has it that the land became prosperous seemingly overnight. Houses, mansions and shops suddenly appeared. Wild flowers, lush green grass, ferns and wild clover covered their entire landscape of property. They even had Maple, walnut, chestnut, apple and cherry trees as far as the eyes could see.
Well as you can imagine, the “local folk” had plenty to say about the swamp land and what was going on there. And just so you know, these people were some of the worst Puitans imaginable, they didn’t much like unusual and unexplained happenings. Not to mention having just went through a total melt down with the Salem Witch hysteria not long ago. “Yup!” they were convinced, they absolutely believed it must be “Witchcraft!!” Well, It wasn’t long before the rumors started, and not long after that the name calling began to which the name Witch Patch was coined.
And so after years of fighting and discord the Witches Council decided it best, especially after the recent witch hangings, to put a hex around the entire Witch Patch, hiding it from plain view altogether. Lucky for us we are a self sustaining community and need nothing from the outside world. Any outsider/s who walk our way will get confused lost and turned around.
The Witch Patch, or “The Patch” as most call it today, was once a small village, and over time became a thriving community. Now living in the 21st century the year is now 2022 and the hex remains in place.
To the outside world, our world is thought of as only foolish folklore. However, some folks that do believe think the Witch Patch is somewhere in the Deep Woods on the other side of Garrison‘s Farm & Orchard. They’d be right of course, but ordinary people don’t come to the deep woods.
To be continued…
Published 28th Sep 2022
| Edited 27th Oct 2024
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28th Sep 2022 4:09pm
We was thinking this would be a great introduction to the series that you was working on. Tight work Lady
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26th Nov 2023 8:16pm
I am sooooooi excited!
This opener was epic, Jackie.
Just the absolute perfect 👌🏻 way to lay it all out there and introduce your tale.
l loved it.... and was drawn in and immediately wanted to learn more!!
Looking forward to a truly wondrously witchy spectacular! 🪄🔮🧙🏻♀️
Loves you!!
🥀🖤🥀
xoxo
This opener was epic, Jackie.
Just the absolute perfect 👌🏻 way to lay it all out there and introduce your tale.
l loved it.... and was drawn in and immediately wanted to learn more!!
Looking forward to a truly wondrously witchy spectacular! 🪄🔮🧙🏻♀️
Loves you!!
🥀🖤🥀
xoxo
I love you too Bluebonnet♥️ I truly appreciate your vibe and your kind words on my page today. And, even through a fucken title wave is getting ready to take out your state! you still find time for me ♥️
I am so happy to have you along for the journey.Thank you for your continued support in my writing my dear sister
Love always
Jackie 🤗😘♥️
I am so happy to have you along for the journey.Thank you for your continued support in my writing my dear sister
Love always
Jackie 🤗😘♥️
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28th Sep 2022 9:00pm
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Oh my God I didn’t even see this. I’ll be back to comment with more. I’m on my way to work. Love you so much Rianne i miss you sister ♥️♥️♥️♥️🤗🌹😘
7th May 2024 4:31am
Wow... so that's where all these witches came from? It's a broom fest down here in Mississippi.
Fascinating stuff and most imaginative.
Fascinating stuff and most imaginative.
That’s what I hear. That’s what they say. This story is heavily under edit i’m preparing for publication once the editing is completed none will be hidden kitty. I think you can still read 1 through 3 maybe 4 — the book is done there’s 52 pages but a lot of them are hidden as i’ve said.
because again it’s under edit. don’t skip ahead.
Lol
Glad u enjoyed this read :)
You are a sweet kitty ☺️
Jackie xo
because again it’s under edit. don’t skip ahead.
Lol
Glad u enjoyed this read :)
You are a sweet kitty ☺️
Jackie xo
7th May 2024 4:50am
7th May 2024 5:12am
No they are hidden. Once u post something here u can hide it while editing, or for whatever reason u wanna hide it. When you’re putting together a poem and you do preview then post, and then post it if you go back and click edit you’ll see a hide option
Let me know if you find it.
Let me know if you find it.
7th May 2024 5:35am
I tried to find that poem you sent the link to and it said I was 'forbidden'.
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