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Molly and Greta Meet the Green Witch

by Shea Bell January 1, 2025

Chapter 1 – The Quest

Inside the palace courtyard there were two horses, pawing the ground, stirring up pillowy clouds of dust. Their riders, Molly and Greta, were mounted and just as eager to blast out.

They had been waiting for the gatekeeper to open the rusty old iron gate. It kept the castle dwellers safe from intruders. He was agonizingly slow, but still, doing his best.  The gates opened with a tooth breaking grind. And the gatekeeper groaned along with each turn of the wheel. His face was as red as radish and sweat drenched his clothes. The girls wished they could lend a hand, and exchanged sympathetic glances. 

As was custom in the royal family, children were encouraged to set out on a quest when they turned twelve.  A quest?  Molly and Greta had no idea what that meant or what they would learn along the way.  As far as they were concerned it would start with a long horse ride far away from the castle.

Suddenly the horses reared, ducked their heads, and burst out onto the fields to freedom. Molly and Greta screeched and laughed in the glory of the moment, holding fiercely onto the reins. This was the first time they were allowed to ride without a chaperon. Molly’s horse Shasta took the lead and Greta’s horse Violet raced closely behind.  They planned to be gone until the supper gong called everyone to the table.

After riding for a while, the girls became weary and hungry. They dismounted and found a nice shady spot to rest.  They had food and water for Shasta and Violet, and took care of them first. Cook had supplied a beautiful basket of pasties, fruits, and deep-fried apple dumplings, their favorite treat. They ate enthusiastically, with plenty of laughter to wash it down. But soon they both yawned and stretched out for a nap. Violet and Shasta stood guard.

When they awoke, the girls set off once more. They noticed as they trotted along, the landscape was slowly changing from barren ground to lush undergrowth.  There seemed to be more trees and bushes. The dusty earth started to show patches of wild flowers and grasses.

It was fun to watch the gophers and squirrels skitter about. But it was the most hilarious thing the girls had ever seen when a bunch of squirrels lined up at the side of the path. Those squirrels were checking them out!

Without noticing, a fine mist began to creep over them, suddenly making them very sleepy. They couldn’t keep their eyes open and slumped over onto the long warm necks of their horses.

Chapter 2 – Figaro

Meanwhile Figaro, the Green Witch’s chief cat and errand puddy, was starting to wonder if Molly and Greta were ever going to show up.  He’d been on lookout since breakfast, and would need more food soon. His chubby belly needed to be fed every hour, and if not, he became intolerably cranky. 

Soon his ears twitched and he heard the slow clop, clopping of horses. Ah, all is well, he said to himself.  Within a minute or two, the horses appeared out of the mist. He saw both of his charges flopped over the necks of their horses, deep in sleep. Figaro was under strict orders to deliver the girls to the witch as soon as they arrived. But first he needed to wake them up!

Figaro let loose with his best eardrum splitting meow. Actually, it was more like he yelled at them. It worked because Molly and Greta threw themselves up in their saddle, with hearts thumping, and exclaimed “WHAAAAAT?”

Chapter 3 – Spirulina

At birth, the Green Witch, Spirulina, paid a visit to the twins in their nursery. It was ordained in the mystical texts that the girls were destined for a special purpose. She used an invisibility spell to enter the castle unnoticed. When she reached the nursery, she approached the newborns quietly, then hovered a large glowing green gemstone over their hearts. This would instill the Gift of Healing, which would germinate for the next twelve years. Satisfied, she left as she came, nobody the wiser.

As the years passed the witch observed the twins growing up to be kind and loving people. She was pleased they were the chosen ones. 

When Molly and Greta turned twelve, Spirulina cast a spell to summon them to her forest retreat. It was timed with the start of the quest. The king would never know the quest had a dual purpose and it was best kept that way.  It would be revealed when the girls accepted and were initiated into their mission. In the meantime, they were not in danger.

Spirulina waited for the girls’ faces to show on the surface of her cauldron. And when they did, she saw two intense little faces chattering excitedly with each other about what the heck was going on!                                           

Chapter 4 – The Forest

The hike was fascinating even though they had no idea where they were going, or why! They noticed unusual herbs and flowers, ones they had never seen before, and wanted to stop and examine them.  But Figaro was in a hurry and wouldn’t allow them to pause or even ask a question.

He instructed them not to touch or go near any of the plants.  He said some were poisonous and others liked to eat fingers or hands that got too close. To himself he said selfishly, if that happened, it would be messy and inconvenient, and I would be really late! At that the girls exchanged terrified glances and threw their hands into their pockets. 

            

Chapter 5 – School

Eventually the group came upon a decrepit old cottage, and turned in at the gate. A beautiful woman stood in the garden watching them enter.  Her whole body was shining with a luminescent green light. She wore an emerald green dress with a matching emerald and black witch hat. Her thick hair hung down to her bum. The girls were speechless. This magical creature was unlike anyone the girls had ever seen. 

They noticed an enormous fire pit heating a cauldron big enough to cook them both up at the same time! With a terrified glances they decided surely they were safe.

Their chins dropped as they took in the beauty of her unruly garden, simply stuffed with plants of every description. Just off to one side there looked to be a workshop with tables and chairs constructed from ancient timbers. And moss. There was so much moss! The Green Witch was a lover of nature and expert in plant medicine.  Her life’s work was to create remedies for the people and animals living in and outside the forest.  She cared as much for the royal family and the villagers as she did for all the creatures of the forest.

Since demand for her help was growing, it was time to enlist some assistants. And Molly and Greta were finally ready to start their learning.

          

Chapter 6 – Spirit

When the witch spoke, her voice was as soft as a pink cloud, with a   rhythm almost like singing.  She was entirely enchanting. On each of her fingers she wore ornate gemstone rings, all different, and all gasp worthy. 

She moved around the cauldron, which was steaming delicious bunches of thyme, rosemary, and garlic. Then she motioned to the girls to sit on a nearby bench. “It will be a medicinal broth” the witch declared with a knowing smile, answering the question Molly and Greta had been too afraid to ask.

“Hello ladies.  I’m Spirulina, but you can call me Spirit.  Now that we’ve finally met, we must get to work. I know you are Molly and Greta, princesses of the Hubertus realm.  I’ve been waiting to work with you for twelve long years. When you were born, I infused your hearts with healing wisdom. These gifts have now awakened so it is time to be of service.”                                                                     

        Chapter 7 – The Rings

“You are here to start your journey as healers.  I will share my ancient healing wisdom handed down over centuries by the master healers.”

Then she took out an intricate jewelry box.  Inside were two large oval sapphire rings.  She instructed them to wear the rings on the forefinger of their right hand. Molly and Greta slid the rings on and felt a slight buzzing, like the rings were alive.

“If you are needed to help someone who is ill or injured, your rings will flash. A remedy will be sent to you telepathically. Be still when this happens and listen carefully. Your sister’s ring will flash as well, and you will find each other. If you don’t know what to do, just think of me. My matching sapphire ring will flash so I’ll know to tune in to you.”

“Your first assignment is to start healing the people of your own township who are dying of a mysterious disease. As you know, they are being wiped out because until now, it has been unstoppable. I’ve already created the healing potion, and it’s been tested, so I know it will work and is safe.”

With that she passed Molly and Greta two large wicker baskets of vials filled with thick green liquid. A tablespoon of the liquid was to be mixed in a small glass of water and taken twice per day. Spirit explained some will complain of the nasty taste at first. But it won’t be long before they will see it works and throng to the castle gates for more.

The girls were so stunned by this revelation, they dropped their heads to their chests, placed their hands in the prayer position, and bowed to Spirit.  In that moment they knew how privileged they were, and humbly accepted their sacred mission.

Spirit smiled and stepped towards them to wave a gleaming green gemstone over their hearts. It was the very same one she used when they were born. Only this time the girls knowingly received the energy of the gemstone, and burst out into blazing smiles.

     

Chapter 8 – Homeward  

Fluttering their eyes open, the twins found themselves outside the forest once more, with Violet and Shasta nearby. The horses whinnied their relief when they spotted Greta and Molly. The girls noticed the forest opening was closed, leaving no trace of of the mystery behind the thick timbers.

Before they climbed back onto their horses, Molly and Greta wondered if it had all been a fantastical dream. How were they to explain it to the king? Then they glanced down at their matching rings. Their minds flooded with visions of what had just happened, and what might be next.

The king was delighted to see his girls return home. He heard their laughter long before they entered the palace grounds as he’d been on lookout with his spyglass in one of the turrets. He rushed to the circular stone staircase and tore down the narrow steps, arriving just as the group entered the castle gate. He planted a juicy kiss on the girl’s foreheads, then wrapped his arms around them tightly.

Their laughter was so contagious everyone joined in and it even looked as if Violet and Shasta were grinning!

The king noticed there was something different about his girls, but he couldn’t quite pin it down.  They seemed more composed and confident, and maybe slightly more mature?  Hmmm.

What he didn’t know was that Molly and Greta were no longer ordinary princesses. The surprising purpose of their quest was revealed to them by the Green Witch. Soon the king would understand their noble mission.

            The End

With Thanks

Inspired by GG, who always encouraged me to write

Editor extraordinaire – my brother, Brian Bell        

And to you my readers, thank you for spending time with me. A little fantasy is good for the soul.Four Figs logo

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Molly’s Healing Touch

by Shea Bell March 23, 2022


Molly headstand

The hard packed sand was an invitation Molly was not going to pass up. She waved to her family then sprinted down the beach, cartwheeled back, and with a flourish, threw herself down on the sand into a headstand.

It didn’t matter that it was a cool rainy day, the gusting wind pushing and pulling. She loved the feeling of her lungs filling up with fresh salty air as she tore down the beach. Molly’s parents took her to the beach every chance they got, rain or shine.


crooked stick and treasures

Looking around, Molly decided to scavenge for beach treasures. When she wandered up to the grassy area just above the sand, she spotted something intriguing. There was a slightly crooked but very smooth stick. There were some pretty rocks and shells too, worthy of her collection, so she leaned over to stash them in her back pack. But when she picked up the stick, something weird happened.

Her hand started to disappear, then her arm. What was happening?

Before Molly could say, Wait, what? her whole body vanished and she found herself standing in a garden by an ancient stone cottage, quietly picking herbs. And she was a full grown woman! She wore a long simple skirt and apron, and on her feet, the coolest pair of blueberry blue leather boots. Then suddenly, POOF, Morgana took her place.


What was that? Morgana snapped her head around to see a messenger on horseback galloping towards her at high speed, and was alarmed when she recognized the castle emblem.

What did the King need from her?, she wondered, as the rider threw himself off his horse and strode towards her.

“You are Morgana, the Healing Woman.”

It was not a question.


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“The prince is gravely ill and requires your medical attention. It’s a whole day’s ride to the castle so we must dispatch without delay.”

With that, Morgana rushed into the cottage to collect her bag of tools and medicines. But what could be wrong with the prince? He was just a small child.


Morgana listened to the boy gasp for air, his face burning and dripping with fever. He was deathly white. She could see immediately that the prince didn’t have much longer.

“King Brian, this is what I need immediately.

  • a mortar and pestle
  • mustard seeds
  • flour
  • olive oil
  • clean towels
  • honey
  • mullein leaves for tea
  • rosemary
  • a kettle of hot water and a mug

I will also need clean bed sheets, and a fresh woolen tunic. And burn these bedclothes, everything!”


Palace staff scattered frantically in all directions and returned quickly with everything Morgana needed.
She gave directions for the mustard seeds to be ground in the mortar and pestle, and directed another anxious assistant to set the kettle over the fire so she could make some medicinal tea with the mullein leaves. some medicinal tea with the mullein blossoms. All the necessary cloths and bandages were plunged into boiling water so they would be as clean as possible. Morgana was pleased at how well the team was working together.

Finally a huge iron cauldron of water was hung over the blazing fire and fresh rosemary branches tossed in. When the water reached a rolling boil the oils in the leaves released their fragrance. It wasn’t long before the bedchamber was full of healing steam that would help open the prince’s breathing passages and loosen the infection in his lungs.


The King threw himself against the wall, terrified, but also amazed, and unable to speak. At least he wouldn’t be in the way.

Moving quickly, Morgana mixed the mustard powder with honey, olive oil and flour until she had a thick paste, then slathered it in a heavy layer all over the prince’s chest. Finally, a stack of thick towels were layered on top of the paste to seal the heat on the prince’s tiny body.


The practice of magic was strictly forbidden in the realm. Morgana hoped she was not in mortal danger if final efforts failed. Surely with the prince in such dire circumstances, she would not be punished. She hoped it would be worth the risk and decided to trust herself. Besides, the king was not making a move.

With a deep breath Morgana laid the wand on the prince’s chest then placed the gemstone heart directly over his own heart. Drawing a stool to the end of the bed, she placed her hands gently on the prince’s temples and lowered her own head until it almost touched his forehead. Finally, in hushed tones, she whispered the enchantment.


mullein

“I place this wand
upon your chest
with a healing heart
to give you rest.
Feel warm loving energy
and lay still as can be.
Receive the healing light
I send now to thee.
You are healed.

Sometime during the night the prince cracked open his eyes, his shivering stopped, and he was able to take some hot mullein and honey tea. Morgana heaved a weary sigh of relief and headed for the closest chair. Since the prince seemed to be out of danger it was safe to leave his side. She was exhausted, but all she could think of was what might have happened if the prince had not survived.


The king was grateful the tales of Morgana’s healing gifts were true and that he was able to summon her in time. His own medics, as well as the palace priest, had failed miserably.

Before she left, King Brian pleaded with Morgana to stay as his chief medic. She thanked him and said she would return any time. But she knew she was of more service in her village, where the old ways were understood and welcomed, and where her life would not be in danger for practicing magic.

Back home Morgana decided to clean and sort her medicine bag. But when she put her hand on the wand, she felt a strange vibration travel up her arm and spread throughout her body.

And with that, Morgana disappeared.

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The practice of magic was strictly forbidden in the realm

“Molly, Molly, where are you? It’s time to go home” her mom called out. Molly was not far away so looked up and waved. She sat cross-legged in the sand feeling strange, like she was missing
something.

“That’s an interesting stick you found”, her mother remarked. Molly looked down at the stick in her other hand and her belly did a flip flop. Actually, she did feel as if she had been somewhere, but had absolutely no idea where or what might have happened.

The End ~ for now.

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