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Halloween Tale of the Werewolf's Garden Part 3-- The Sticky Web Tree
How exciting, a tree with mature Truffles of Truth! She had read all about them as she had researched the Werewolf's Garden, how to ask the wolf's gravestone if you may harvest some, and all about the offerings you must bring.
Of course, all of the books in the Blytheland Academy's library had acted as if a Warewolf's Garden was just *lore,* not something you could literally trudge through BA's woods to get to. Mirabelle believed it all as truth now, believeing it was important to keep up with ALL of the established and published ritual. She would ask permission th harvest her maximum three of the truffle toadstools, and she had brought a large jar of witch's hazel as her offering.
Thank goodness, too, all of the books she had read that had told legends of people stumbling in without the required gift for the Warewolf. All of the tales had different elements: some stories featured different characters who got trapped-- an elf, a gnome, an entire small coven of witches, in only one case a mortal human; others mention different types of itmes to offer; sometimes the incantation was only mentioned, and was it only recited verbatim twice. But all the stories had the same elements in common: 1 Ask for the Truffles 2 Lay down your gift of offering 3 Wait for a "Response from the Garden" 4 Take no more than three of the Truffles of Truth. All of the legends also made it clear that if this order was betrayyed, and especially if no gift was left at the monument of the Werewolf, that you could become trapped in the garden for any length of time-- Until you earned your freedom, or was rescued by the gifts of another.
The volume Mirabelle had tucked into her basket said:
"Truffles of Truth only grow in the moss at the base of a Sticky Web tree, and they usually grow in circlular clusters. The Sticky Web trees ooze a sticky sap that resembles a spiderweb, and if anything is done to endager the tree or its surrounding fungi, the canopy can multiply this sap's speed by almost 100. This causes a sort of 'trap' around this most unusual plant. The fungi that is the Truffle of Truth resemble large purplish-black toadstools, and when ripe, have a sparkly black crust on their caps. The best, and most rare, (in some lore books this is called "kissed by a fairy") they have a fine smattering of what looks like silver freckles."
These truffles looked like they fit that description to a *tee,* but Mirabelle was filled with fright anew from the possibility of being caught by the tree. Still, she read on:
"Truffles of Truth are very potent, wonderous things. One should be a large enough supply for one witch's spells for one year. Three gives a witch or warlock bargain power. They not only work quite easily for spells of honesty, but also prove useful in potions of love, malaise, pox, voice chainging potential (deeper voice only), hiccup cures, and a wide range of topical uses from hair growth to soothing bat bites. Legend has it, some wealthy warlocks even use the distinctive shape as a deoderant applicator of sorts."
Hmmm... Mira didn't know what she expected to DO with her three truffles, but she knew she wasn't going to come all this way and not get any!
Halloween Tale of the Werewolf's Garden Part 3-- The Sticky Web Tree
How exciting, a tree with mature Truffles of Truth! She had read all about them as she had researched the Werewolf's Garden, how to ask the wolf's gravestone if you may harvest some, and all about the offerings you must bring.
Of course, all of the books in the Blytheland Academy's library had acted as if a Warewolf's Garden was just *lore,* not something you could literally trudge through BA's woods to get to. Mirabelle believed it all as truth now, believeing it was important to keep up with ALL of the established and published ritual. She would ask permission th harvest her maximum three of the truffle toadstools, and she had brought a large jar of witch's hazel as her offering.
Thank goodness, too, all of the books she had read that had told legends of people stumbling in without the required gift for the Warewolf. All of the tales had different elements: some stories featured different characters who got trapped-- an elf, a gnome, an entire small coven of witches, in only one case a mortal human; others mention different types of itmes to offer; sometimes the incantation was only mentioned, and was it only recited verbatim twice. But all the stories had the same elements in common: 1 Ask for the Truffles 2 Lay down your gift of offering 3 Wait for a "Response from the Garden" 4 Take no more than three of the Truffles of Truth. All of the legends also made it clear that if this order was betrayyed, and especially if no gift was left at the monument of the Werewolf, that you could become trapped in the garden for any length of time-- Until you earned your freedom, or was rescued by the gifts of another.
The volume Mirabelle had tucked into her basket said:
"Truffles of Truth only grow in the moss at the base of a Sticky Web tree, and they usually grow in circlular clusters. The Sticky Web trees ooze a sticky sap that resembles a spiderweb, and if anything is done to endager the tree or its surrounding fungi, the canopy can multiply this sap's speed by almost 100. This causes a sort of 'trap' around this most unusual plant. The fungi that is the Truffle of Truth resemble large purplish-black toadstools, and when ripe, have a sparkly black crust on their caps. The best, and most rare, (in some lore books this is called "kissed by a fairy") they have a fine smattering of what looks like silver freckles."
These truffles looked like they fit that description to a *tee,* but Mirabelle was filled with fright anew from the possibility of being caught by the tree. Still, she read on:
"Truffles of Truth are very potent, wonderous things. One should be a large enough supply for one witch's spells for one year. Three gives a witch or warlock bargain power. They not only work quite easily for spells of honesty, but also prove useful in potions of love, malaise, pox, voice chainging potential (deeper voice only), hiccup cures, and a wide range of topical uses from hair growth to soothing bat bites. Legend has it, some wealthy warlocks even use the distinctive shape as a deoderant applicator of sorts."
Hmmm... Mira didn't know what she expected to DO with her three truffles, but she knew she wasn't going to come all this way and not get any!