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H J Ford. I had a lonely supper eaten in silence, built a fire in the hearth in a vain attempt to cheer myself, and now, with a glass of whiskey, watch an overcast February day fade away through my bay windows. Thalia and her mother are off visiting relatives in Glasgow. She flutters close to my nose, giving me a most demanding frown. Fairies are a little like cats in nature. I see. I take it down and shuffle to my comfy chair.
But now, with Thalia gone, the fairy has to reveal herself and demand a story. She would have you know that fairy tales are not written about fairies, rather they are written for fairies. I open the book to its table of contents. She alights on the page a moment, putting her foot on The Enchanted Deer, then flutters up to settle on my shoulder.
His widowed mother, her fisherman-husband having drowned at sea, beats her son for the trade. He leaves home to become a hunter. A farmer asks Ian to kill a deer that has been raiding his fields, but when the youth aims his gun at the deer it turns into a beautiful woman. He follows her, in her deer form, to a cottage thatched with heather. The process repeats itself, Ian being killed over and over again.
Additionally, the captain of the thieves orders the deaths of his men who fail to kill the youth. This numbers game continues until there are no more thieves. Three times this happens. Ian sets off to find her and comes across an old woman who knows who he is and of his quest. She sends him off to her sister, giving him magical shoes to make the distant journey.
This happens the mandatory three times, the third sister having a son who is the keeper of the birds. The keeper of the birds has the youth, still keeping his gun, climb into a sack made of cowhide, but the dog and falcon are left behind. The sack is carried off by an eagle who deposits him on an island where there is nothing to eat. At this point Ian finds the box, while searching his pockets for food. Three small birds fly out of the opened box to grant him wishes. He wishes to be in the kingdom under the waves. Once there, he takes employment with a weaver.
The weaver tells him of a horse race, the winner of which can claim the princess. With the aid of the three birds in the box, he has the fastest horse, fine clothing, and glass shoes. He wins the race, but does not claim the bride. The race is run three times and he wins all, but still does not claim the princess. The king then searches for the victor of the races. During the search they find Ian, but as he is dirty and ragged they do not recognize him, and it is decided he is worthy of death. While he is standing on the gallows, the princess spots the words she wrote on his side and claims him as her true husband.
The fairy, now contented, flitters off, her happy laughter sounding like softly-shattering glass. Another sly listener to the tales is Johannes. He often lingers in the study while I read to Thalia. Tonight, as I read to the fairy, he came in, curled up on the seat beneath the bay window, staring through the glass into the darkness. Does he concede to some social norms of his day that cloud the tale? The Color Books were her creation. Johannes bristles.
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Nora was my lady, as Thalia is now my lady. I forgot. Johannes is a sith cat. Sure enough, Popular Tales of the West Highlands. I never before broke its spine. Campbell tries to make a coherent story out of the two versions without much success. On the second day the color scheme is grey, and on the third, black. Why did Campbell and Lang both omit that harmless detail? Ian, however, does not enter the original dog or falcon into the races, but rather ones given to him by the three birds in the box, which Campbell describes as a snuffbox. Ian buys the cow, puts himself into the cow hide and has himself thrown into the sea.
Eagles pick him up and carry him to their nest where Ian kills their fledglings, after which they carry him off to the kingdom under the sea. After Ian is recognized by the princess, with the aid of the box, Ian creates a castle for them. A rival steals the snuffbox and carries the princess and the castle off to the realm of the rats. Ian is helped by an old man, who gives him a magical boat and a cat.
Order is restored, and the proper marriage between Ian and the princess takes place. The actual fathers of these sons do not appear in the story. I wonder if a father has ever been the hero of a fairy tale.
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Would that not be the Fisher King of the Arthurian tales? Would that not put a different cast to the story? When he needs to take part in the horse race, he asks, of course, for the fastest horse, fine clothing, and then for glass shoes. Glass shoes have no practicality in a horse race. Is this an allusion to Cinderella? In this motif, the hero arises to defend, or vie for, the princess. It is always a princess in contention. The encounter or conflict will happen three times. At the start of each event, the hero prepares himself with the help of magic.
At the end of each event the hero retires and assumes a humble position, not taking advantage of his victory. Another event needs to occur before he will come forward, be drawn out, or be discovered. The resolution cannot be easy and quick. But more importantly, the hero in the story is not just a character, the hero is the listener. The tale is guiding the listener to a conclusion. The hero, at least, has fallen in love with the princess. Often in this motif, as with this tale, they have touched each other before. Our hero cannot purchase his bride.
In this motif, she must claim him, or he must come forward and reveal himself, to save her from a further deception by a dishonest rival. While a worthy fairy tale ends well, the path to that good end must never feel certain. Other motifs demand you participate. How and when that happens is the ephemeral part.
If we knew how a fairy tale would affect us—all of literature for that matter—we would stop reading and listening. We, who are intelligent, crave the unexpected and the inexplicable. The restaurant sits atop the old Reading Room here at the British Museum and looks out over the courtyard. Above us, radiating upward and outward—and rather amazingly—is a glass awning.
We covered as much of it as we could until our eyes glazed over. Melissa became transfixed before a terracotta bust of Cupid and Psyche embracing. I pried her away with the promise of lunch. I am going for the braised duck leg. It comes with a caramelized quince. What happened to your magical guidebook for tourists? Not pleased with the idea of marrying a stove, but desperate to escape the forest, she agrees.
The stove provides an escort out of the forest and she is to return with a knife to scrape a hole in the stove. Only, this time, the stove threatens to not let one stone stand atop another in the kingdom if the princess does not come. The princess can easily bore a hole in the iron stove and out comes a handsome prince. He wants to carry her off to his kingdom, but she asks to see her father one more time. This is granted, but she cannot speak more than three words to him. Of course she does speak more than three words, and the prince and the iron stove are carried off over glass mountains, sharp swords, and a great lake.
Searching for her lost prince, the princess comes across a cottage inhabited by toads, who host her for the evening. In the morning, the head toad gives her the needed magical devices: three needles to climb the glass mountains, a plow wheel to run over the swords, and three nuts containing fabulous dresses.
With these, she travels until she comes to a great castle. The prince is there and about to marry a false bride. Cupid and Psyche, Terracotta, British Museum. When she does, he must flee. In The Iron Stove, the princess is granted a visit to her family, but cannot speak more than three words. When she does speak more, her husband disappears.
In both cases, the heroine must search for her lost husband because of family interference. In The Iron Stove, the princess is aided by the family of toads, who supply her with magical devices. The princess exposed, abandoned, sacrificed to a dragon—usually on a rocky crag—appears here. Being attended to and entertained by unseen servants, as well as the nightly visits by an unseen husband, come from this story. The heroine falling into a death-like sleep and being awakened by her lover is here.
So are the tasks, imposed by Venus in this tale and often the stepmother in the fairy tales, which the heroine must overcome. Especially the one about Venus throwing before Psyche a mass of mixed wheat, barley, poppyseed, chickpeas, lentils, and beans, demanding that she sort them into separate heaps before morning. It is the ants that take pity on her and do the sorting.
In the fairy tales, if there are three tasks, the sorting of the seeds is one of them. Melissa smiles at me, glancing at Thalia sipping her drink. Metamorphoses was written in the second century, then fell out of popularity. By the end of the Dark Ages there appears to be only one copy left. And, guess what, along with the Renaissance comes the printing press. Now there are many, many copies of Metamorphoses. Fairy tales are a patchwork of many motifs, and not all of them are of Greek origin.
But these motifs of Greek origin and their articles, such as the golden apples of so many tales, are never given a hint of attribution. I am not aware of a single Greek god or goddess appearing in a fairy tale for all that has been borrowed from their mythology. I might conjecture the old storytellers very well knew they stole from the Greeks and were hiding the crime. Through a doorway I spot a room full of clocks and watches. Melissa and Thalia follow me as though I were the White Rabbit late for a date.
There are a few people turned into frogs among the Greeks, but no toads. No, toads, while in the frog family, are terrestrial creatures. Frogs live in the water. And the fairy tales treat them that way. I wander over to a wall display of pocket watches. I want them all. I really want the gold pendulum watch for my own.
The southern climes tend toward simple dress. The ancient Greeks wore very functional garments. Thalia is by my side oohing over the watches. High art—painting and sculpture—is fine, but here is functional art one can put in a pocket. This is a common trick in the tales, sometimes with dire consequences for the lowborn. Substitution, as an attempt to escape an obligation or reroute a marriage, may be a Western concept. Oh, how would that musical chamber clock look and sound in my study? Ivan Bilibin.
It is the evening of Christmas Day, actually past midnight, making it Boxing Day. Aromas from the kitchen tell me my house brownie has put the shortbread cookies in the oven, cookies that I will take around to friends and family in the morning. Earlier, Thalia came into my study for her bedtime story. She made me re-read The Night Before Christmas, which we had read the night before on Christmas Eve, followed by the Grimm story of her choice.
She then trundled off to bed dragging Teddy behind her. I tap out my pipe, determined to get myself to bed also, when the fairy flies into the study. Followed by Johannes the cat, and, to my surprise, the brownie. I rarely see the brownie. He stays in the shadow of the study, but still, he is here. I place the volume on the table, propping it up against other books, and open it to the table of contents. The fairy points to a tale called Salt. I turn the pages to the story. The fairy settles in front of the page and I take to my comfy chair. The brownie creeps closer to hear. Johannes stares out the window, but I know he is listening.
There was a merchant who had three sons. The eldest two helped their father with his business, while the youngest, named Ivan, conducted his business at alehouses and inns. Graciously, the father gave to each of his eldest sons a ship with valuable merchandise for them to sail off to foreign lands to try their hand at selling and trading.
When Ivan heard this, he asked for the same benefit. Distrusting this son, the merchant gave him a ship with only beams, boards, and planks as cargo. Nonetheless the youngest son set out. He caught up with his brothers for a short time, but in a storm he was separated from them, and ended up at an unknown island. With a little exploring he found a salt mine. The beams, boards, and planks were thrown into the sea and the ship filled with salt. Ivan went to the king to ask permission to trade and sell. Never having seen salt, the king thought it sand. Realizing that these people ate their meals without salt, Ivan hung around the kitchen, sneaking salt into the food being prepared.
Amazed at the meal presented to him that evening, the king called for the cooks. They had no explanation but that Ivan was hanging about the kitchen. Finding herself abducted, the princess was of course upset, but the handsome Ivan soothed her and she relented. However, fortune did not abandon Ivan, and he found and hung onto one of the very boards he had cast into the sea.
It carried him to another unknown island where a giant lived. Ivan walked into the wedding meal before the service, the princess threw her arms around his neck, and declared him the true husband.
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The giant appeared and threatened Ivan, who declared it was not he who told of the giant, but his drunkenness. The giant did not know about drunkenness. Ivan called for a hundred-gallon barrel of beer and a hundred-gallon barrel of wine. The giant, unfortunately, was a mean drunk, and did a good bit of damage before falling asleep for three days. Henceforth you may boast about me all you like. As the story ends, I look about me and this little assembly of fey folk. I am happy they include me in their company. Duckworth already nibbles on the shortbread I brought to his home office.
He lucks upon a deposit of salt, which he sells to a king, introducing hypertension to an otherwise healthy people. He crashes the wedding, steals the bride, who opts for her initial kidnapper as opposed to her secondary kidnapper who also practices fratricide, a choice that is certainly the lesser of two evils. He deals with the crisis by getting the giant really, really drunk. A hundred gallons of beer and a hundred gallons of wine? My word!
Say, what happened to the brothers when their crime was revealed? Nor is there any other aspect in this story that is redeeming. Are the other Russian tales like this? At least in Grimm, evil is destroyed—if a bit too violently—rather than being rewarded, as in this case. In that we can identify with Ivan. No, wait. That may simply be pure greed. Bayeux Tapestry. In the Shetland Islands, during Yuletide—more or less the twelve days of Christmas—young drunken men would drag a flaming barrel of tar on a sledge through towns and villages, and—as the source I read obliquely stated—caused mischief.
In this iteration it is associated with Guy Fawkes Day in November, and it occurred to the good people of Ottery St Mary to carry the flaming tar barrels around on their heads. This ancient tradition has been jeopardized by the rising need for public liability insurance, yet it persists. What is the flavoring in this tobacco? After wisely abolishing tar barreling, the responsible Shetlanders knew they would need to find a replacement and substituted a torchlight parade. That was around For a little more than two decades that was fine until someone got the grand idea to add a Viking element to the celebration.
Now, on the last Tuesday of January, everyone in Lerwick becomes a Viking, which is not a stretch because most of them are of Viking blood. The entire year previous is spent in preparation. There is a Grand Jarl elected, who officiates. His followers are called guizers. The event goes on all day, starting with communal breakfasts, visits by the squads to all kinds of local institutions to perform their skits, then gathering at sunset in a torchlight parade, during which they drag through Lerwick a complete replica of a Viking longboat constructed for the occasion by local shipwrights.
It is taken to the edge of town, surrounded by the torch-bearing guizers—up to a thousand of them—who throw their torches into the longboat, and sing the traditional Up Helly Aa song while the longboat bursts into flame. Oh, wait. Norms at the Well of Fate, L. Hansen My eyes pop open and I am wide awake. This never happens to me, but I feel I am not going back to sleep. I wrap my dressing gown around me and stumble down to my study.
I am awake, but my muscles and their coordination are still asleep. Perhaps, if I read a bit, I will fall back into slumber. Staring straight ahead, I run a finger along the spines of my books on the shelves. On impulse I choose a volume. Modern Greek Folktales , by R. I am a little startled. I open the volume to its table of contents and, using the Thalia method, my finger falls on The Underworld Adventure. I head for my comfy chair. Three brothers hear of a well at the bottom of which are three beautiful women.
The brothers decide to bring up the women, the youngest brother to marry the youngest woman, the middle to marry the middle, and the eldest the eldest. The eldest brother is lowered into the well. The women are brought up, but as the eldest and most beautiful is to be taken up, she predicts his brothers will abandon him and vie for her. She gives him two nuts containing miraculous dresses and instructs him that two sheep will soon pass by, one white and the other black. If he can grab the white sheep, it will carry him to the upper world, the black to the underworld.
He fails to catch the white, and the black then carries him to the underworld, dropping him onto the top of a tree. He rescues baby birds about to be attacked by a snake. Their monstrous bird mother, when she returns, offers to carry him back to the upper world, but he must supply her with forty sheep to eat and forty skins of water to drink during the flight. This he does, but the supply is not quite enough and he cuts flesh from his own body to feed her, which she restores after they land.
Entering the nearest town, he takes a job with a merchant in need of an assistant. After some time the merchant is given an order to produce two dresses, one of the sun and moon, the other of the earth and flowers, but neither with stitchery or needle work—these dresses demanded by the eldest woman before she will marry the middle brother.
The eldest brother offers to get these dresses for the merchant, if he will give him wine, sweets, and raisins. Of these the assistant indulges, then opens the two nuts given to him. When the merchant gives the dresses to the bride, she knows her true husband has returned to the upper world. Thinking it a joke, the challenge is accepted.
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The merchant blesses the vine branch and it immediately blossoms, maturing into grapes, enough for all. And so the proper husband is restored to the bride. I awake in my comfy chair, bathing in the morning light flooding my study. Friedrich Johann Justin Bertuch Of course I am heading there. Ever since waking up with Modern Greek Folktales fallen into my lap, I have felt to be in a trance. Still bleary-eyed, I enter her store. My focus returns with an almost audible snap when I spy Modern Greek Folktales sitting on her counter. I put my finger on the volume and stare at Melissa.
Her rising umbrage evaporates. The usual number is three. Another unusual point is that the protagonists are the eldest brother and eldest woman, and not the youngest of the two sets. The sheep show up two times: the black and white sheep and the forty sheep as food.
What of the monstrous bird? I pour myself some more tea from the pot kept warm by its cozy. He does get his flesh back, softening the importance of the act in story terms. Charles Thomas Bale Act One: The brothers go to the well and the eldest brother is abandoned there. Act Two: The eldest brother travels to the underworld and returns. Act Three: The eldest reclaims his bride with the help of the merchant.
In Act One I see the theme of the traitorous brothers. We can trace this one back to the biblical Joseph, his brothers throwing him into a pit, then selling him into slavery. A bit truncated, but still the basic elements are there: the bird as magical helper, the near defeat when all is lost before he cuts off his own flesh.
But now I am thinking about the two eldest not only being the protagonists, but how the younger brothers and younger women hardly appear in the story. We are told they are there. Maths and science were and still are predominantly pursued by males therefore any woman who doesn't pursue those interests is somehow degrading herself by choosing not to pursue something that does not interest her? Her life is being defined by making society look more equal than empowering herself and making her own choices?
Women are already being pressured to take on a variety of roles, from mother to career woman, to wife, to feminist. Perhaps if women felt they could simply do what makes them happy and didn't feel like they constantly live up to this new feminist expectation, their self-esteem would soar. Just because a woman focuses on romantic goals does not mean she does not have other interests and pursuits outside of the realm of career or academics. Come on, now. An equal relationship does not need to mean both partners are equal at all times.
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After trying to eat the mango, Gromblod's tooth will become stuck in the mango and he will throw it away. Pick up the mango with tooth directly south of Gromblod. Use the tooth extractor on the mango to retrieve Gromblod's tooth. Shredflesh can be found in a cave to the west of Gu'Tanoth ; you can use the fairy ring code A L P to teleport into it directly. Talk to Shredflesh there and ask 'Can I help with something? A mood bar should pop-up.
Use the correct dialogue options that convince him to let you pull his tooth. As soon as this bar is filled, the ork will allow you to pull his teeth. Use the tooth extractor on Shredflesh. The screen is again censored for the squeamish. You will obtain Shredflesh's tooth. Optionally, clear the pile of rock behind him to gain access to the cave from the surface world via a discreet cave entrance just south of the zogre area in Jiggig your tool belt pickaxe will work. She will also give you her fairy wand to heal the statues there that can be used as a Dramen staff.
Go to the Ork's Rift and look through the fairy tree to view a cutscene. Speak to the tooth fairy after the cutscene, who explains that only the ork ivory statues can disable the Godfather's shield, and that you will have to defeat the generals and about 8 Orks first. You can now squeeze through the fairy tree and dispatch the Fairy Mafia once and for all. The generals Shredflesh , Bre'egth , and Gromblod are level 85, the orks are level 74, and the Fairy Godfather is level If you die during this final battle, your gravestone will be at the main fairy ring in Zanaris.
If you lose any of the generals' teeth, you can get them from the tooth fairy in the Orks Rift, along with the wand if it is lost. You can talk with the Tooth Fairy for reminders on what you must do. You can enter the arena whenever you choose by squeezing through the treeline. As soon as you enter the arena, you will be attacked by the Godfather, the orks, and his minions. You will be unable to take on the Godfather directly, but you will be able to kill his orks. To defeat the Godfather, you must start growing the teeth in the farming patches and protect them from General Shredflesh while avoiding the Godfathers's spells.
You can track the progress of their growth by examining the individual patches; the growth stages are small, medium, and large and the ivory orks will spawn on their own when they have finished growing. Once the ivory orks have grown, they will be able to assist you in defeating the orks and their minions. Once all of the orks are defeated, the Godfather's shield will become vulnerable to the orks.
You must command them to follow you and to attack him when they are next to him. Each ork will take down one of his shields, and while doing this they will constantly be attacked by the Godfather, so you will need to use the Fairy wand on them in order to heal them requires 59 Magic. Once his shields are down, the Godfather will finally become vulnerable to damage, and the fight will end as soon as his life points are depleted to zero. After you begin the fight, immediately run to the farming patches, activate your temporary farming boost if required, and plant the teeth.
While you wait for the teeth to grow, try and kill as many orks as possible, starting with General Shredflesh, to prevent him from causing the patches to become diseased. Alternatively, you can hide in the area with the fairy ring while you wait for them to grow. If you don't have the required magic level to use the wand to heal the ivory orks, it is recommended to plant the teeth after you have defeated General Shredflesh. This is because General Shredflesh can disease the patches and if you don't have the required magic level, you won't be able to cure them, and thus, won't be able to complete the boss fight.
If one or more of the ivory orks die before the Godfather's shield is taken down, it may be advised to restart the fight as the Godfather can deal significant damage, which lower level players may struggle to tank. After the ivory orks have grown, you can command them to assist you in defeating the generals.
The generals should be killed in the following order:. If the ivory orks get low on health, heal them using the fairy wand. Once all of the Ork Generals and their ork warriors are dead, the Godfather's shield will become vulnerable. Command the orks to Fight, and they will attack the Godfather's shield. They must deplete his shield entirely before you can attack it. During this time, the Godfather will focus all of his attacks on the orks, so make sure you're nearby to heal them with the fairy wand if needed. If they die, you will have to wait for them to respawn.