The Vanishing Road
Nov/15/08 10:22 AM Filed in: Witch
Haven Series
"Why can't I come back?
What would stop me from returning?" Silos asked the
green eyed witch.
"To answer your first question," said the green eyed witch. "because Witch Haven was built on certain foundations that allow only myself, and those who act as guardians to return to it. And even I have to obey certain rules in order to be able to return when I leave it. I built it upon those foundations in order to protect the Magick that created it, and now resides within its walls and outside boundaries. What will stop you from returning is the fact that once you leave here, any mental notes you make concerning the whereabouts of Witch Haven will quickly fade, then vanish completely. By the time you reach a town where you could buy supplies that would allow you jot down written notes and directions, or call someone with those, memories of the signs and landmarks you saw before arriving at the town will be gone. And should you ask anyone in the town about Witch Haven, they will tell you no such place exists, because to them, it doesn't." The green eyed witch smiled mischievously, then said, "Why even the final fork in the road you took that led you to here, will to all intents and purposes, vanish behind you once pass that fork upon your journey back to the outside world."
Before his visit to Witch Haven, Silos would have scoffed at such a thing being possible. But his visit to Witch Haven had taught him that many things he once thought impossible, happened here. As he gazed into those sometimes mischief filled green eyes of hers Silos gave a soft sigh and said, "A part of me never wants to leave here, and have that road vanish behind me."
The green eyed witch nodded her head once in understanding, then softly replied, "All who come here feel that to some degree. But, you are very much of that outside world Silos. You would not be completely happy here for very long."
Silos knew the green eyed witch was right. Yet a part of him still longed to forever stay within the peaceful boundaries of Witch Haven. Just as another part of him longed to know what it would be like to become entangled in the sweet embrace of the green eyed witch. His mind imagined many things about the green eyed witch, but his heart knew that she would never embrace any man whose allegiance was to the outside world. He understood instinctively that her own heart, as well as the rules of Witch Haven itself forbade that ever happening.
Later, as he looked in the rear view mirror, and saw that final road to Witch Haven shimmer for a moment, then vanish behind him, he knew he would never forget the lesson of love he had learned here. Nor would he ever forget the woman who had helped teach him that lesson. As he drove down the highway, he did not fight the Magick that caused him to start forgetting road signs and landmarks the moment he passed them. He embraced that Magick even though he knew doing so would mean he would never be able to return to the place that had taught him so much about love, and many other things. Witch Haven belonged to the green eyed enchantress whose sanctuary it was, and to the Magick she had used to create that sanctuary.
Silos had begun his journey to Witch Haven a hardcore cynic whose only purpose was to debunk what he considered nothing more than an urban legend. He had ended his journey watching the final road that had taken him to the place where some legends become reality, vanish behind him. He would never again be able to return that wondrous place, but he knew that in some strange way, he would never quite leave it completely because a part of the Magick that was Witch Haven would always be within his heart and soul. For some, the memories of Witch Haven, and the lessons learned there might fade away as completely as the memories of how they got there did. But for Silos, the memories and lessons he had learned there would remain crystal clear the rest of his life.
Even when he was an old man ravaged so badly by the effects of Alzheimer's he could not remember his own name, nor that of the woman he had faithfully loved for 30 years, he would be able to close his cataract covered eyes, and clearly see the green eyed witch sitting in front of the electric fireplace. He would hear her voice as she taught him the lesson of love that would insure his faithfulness to another woman. Then, just for a magick moment in time and space he would be able to open his eyes, and once more see the face of his beloved wife as the beautiful young woman she always remained to him. He would take her hand and softly speak her name, then once more tell her that thanks to a visit he once made to place you could never go back to, his love for her had always kept his heart and body as faithful to her, as she had had been to him. The woman would never know for sure if that place her husband spoke of really existed, but she did know his belief in it, and in the green eyed witch, had helped make Silos the wonderful husband he was.
"To answer your first question," said the green eyed witch. "because Witch Haven was built on certain foundations that allow only myself, and those who act as guardians to return to it. And even I have to obey certain rules in order to be able to return when I leave it. I built it upon those foundations in order to protect the Magick that created it, and now resides within its walls and outside boundaries. What will stop you from returning is the fact that once you leave here, any mental notes you make concerning the whereabouts of Witch Haven will quickly fade, then vanish completely. By the time you reach a town where you could buy supplies that would allow you jot down written notes and directions, or call someone with those, memories of the signs and landmarks you saw before arriving at the town will be gone. And should you ask anyone in the town about Witch Haven, they will tell you no such place exists, because to them, it doesn't." The green eyed witch smiled mischievously, then said, "Why even the final fork in the road you took that led you to here, will to all intents and purposes, vanish behind you once pass that fork upon your journey back to the outside world."
Before his visit to Witch Haven, Silos would have scoffed at such a thing being possible. But his visit to Witch Haven had taught him that many things he once thought impossible, happened here. As he gazed into those sometimes mischief filled green eyes of hers Silos gave a soft sigh and said, "A part of me never wants to leave here, and have that road vanish behind me."
The green eyed witch nodded her head once in understanding, then softly replied, "All who come here feel that to some degree. But, you are very much of that outside world Silos. You would not be completely happy here for very long."
Silos knew the green eyed witch was right. Yet a part of him still longed to forever stay within the peaceful boundaries of Witch Haven. Just as another part of him longed to know what it would be like to become entangled in the sweet embrace of the green eyed witch. His mind imagined many things about the green eyed witch, but his heart knew that she would never embrace any man whose allegiance was to the outside world. He understood instinctively that her own heart, as well as the rules of Witch Haven itself forbade that ever happening.
Later, as he looked in the rear view mirror, and saw that final road to Witch Haven shimmer for a moment, then vanish behind him, he knew he would never forget the lesson of love he had learned here. Nor would he ever forget the woman who had helped teach him that lesson. As he drove down the highway, he did not fight the Magick that caused him to start forgetting road signs and landmarks the moment he passed them. He embraced that Magick even though he knew doing so would mean he would never be able to return to the place that had taught him so much about love, and many other things. Witch Haven belonged to the green eyed enchantress whose sanctuary it was, and to the Magick she had used to create that sanctuary.
Silos had begun his journey to Witch Haven a hardcore cynic whose only purpose was to debunk what he considered nothing more than an urban legend. He had ended his journey watching the final road that had taken him to the place where some legends become reality, vanish behind him. He would never again be able to return that wondrous place, but he knew that in some strange way, he would never quite leave it completely because a part of the Magick that was Witch Haven would always be within his heart and soul. For some, the memories of Witch Haven, and the lessons learned there might fade away as completely as the memories of how they got there did. But for Silos, the memories and lessons he had learned there would remain crystal clear the rest of his life.
Even when he was an old man ravaged so badly by the effects of Alzheimer's he could not remember his own name, nor that of the woman he had faithfully loved for 30 years, he would be able to close his cataract covered eyes, and clearly see the green eyed witch sitting in front of the electric fireplace. He would hear her voice as she taught him the lesson of love that would insure his faithfulness to another woman. Then, just for a magick moment in time and space he would be able to open his eyes, and once more see the face of his beloved wife as the beautiful young woman she always remained to him. He would take her hand and softly speak her name, then once more tell her that thanks to a visit he once made to place you could never go back to, his love for her had always kept his heart and body as faithful to her, as she had had been to him. The woman would never know for sure if that place her husband spoke of really existed, but she did know his belief in it, and in the green eyed witch, had helped make Silos the wonderful husband he was.