Salem: The Witch City

Earlier this fall, I spent some time in New England. My tour began in Salem, Massachusetts, an absolutely charming place: historical, quaint, rational. Yet simmering not far beneath the surface was something a little more curious.

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W.B. Yeats: The Kildare Pooka

A delicate being with gossamer wings. Is this what you imagine when you think of fairies? Well if so, you may be in for a shock. Varla Ventura, the author of “Fairies, Pookas, and Changelings” suggests something else. She claims: “The kingdom of the Fairy is one of vengeance, thievery, trickery and wild creatures who wish nothing more than to steal your child, drown you in the bog, or spoil your best Sunday shoes. The woods are lonely, dark, and deep. You have been warned.”

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Annalece Hunter: Animas Forks

During my visit to Animas Forks, the evening light had inched down Treasure Mountain and stretched across the grey, weathered wood of the abandoned buildings. Most tourists already on their way back to town, so all had been quiet. Only the occasional trill from a nearby marmot. And a breeze, whirling playfully through grass and wildflowers…with the ever so slight murmuring of laughter.

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Merlyn's Cottage and The Castle of the Forest Sauvage

As for the castle, it was “a great warren of intricate defenses, with its moat and drawbridge, its outer and inner ring of towers, its busy kitchens, a favorite place for dogs and boys, its mighty hall, with comfortable solar above” and of course, the highest tower “with a view across to the Welsh marches” reserved for Merlyn and his owl, Archimedes.

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