Centuries passed, and the legend of Vivienne Nimue, the Blood Queen, faded into history

The Random Jottings of Donald Jay from Nelsson in Pendle


Centuries passed, and the legend of Vivienne Nimue, the Blood Queen, faded into the annals of history. England flourished under the rule of benevolent kings and queens. The memory of the dark times was buried beneath layers of time, but the threat still lingered.
In the year 2023, a historian named Eliza stumbled upon an ancient manuscript tucked away in the dusty archives of a forgotten library. The words spoke of the Blood Queen and her reign of terror, the valiant King Arthur, and the dismemberment at the witches' tree on Pendle Hill.
Fascinated by the story, Eliza embarked on a journey to unearth the truth. Armed with her knowledge and a burning curiosity, she set out to find the scattered remains of Vivienne Nimue. The whispers of the past guided her to the mystical Pendle Hill, where the ancient witches' tree stood as a sentinel to the ages.
As Eliza arrived at the hill, a strange sensation washed over her. The air hummed with an otherworldly energy, and the trees whispered secrets that only the winds could understand. With each step, she felt a connection to a time long past.
The witches' tree loomed before her, its gnarled branches reaching skyward like skeletal fingers. Eliza knew that this place held the key to unlocking the dark secrets of Vivienne Nimue's demise.
Days turned into nights as Eliza delved deeper into the mysteries of Pendle Hill. She combed through ancient texts, deciphering cryptic clues and piecing together fragments of forgotten lore. It was as though the very land itself yearned to reveal its secrets.
Then, one fateful night, under the light of a full moon, Eliza discovered a hidden chamber beneath the witches' tree. There, nestled within the earth, lay the long-forgotten remains of the Blood Queen.
Trembling with anticipation, Eliza carefully gathered the bones, mindful of the weight of history they carried. With reverence, she cradled them in her arms, feeling a surge of power emanate from the ancient relics.
As she emerged from the chamber, a presence manifested before her. It was the spirit of Ganeida, the once-loyal member of Nimue's coven who had aided King Arthur in her defeat.
"Thank you, brave seeker," Ganeida spoke, her voice a melodic echo of ages past. "You have freed the world from the lingering threat of the Blood Queen. May this land flourish once more."
With a final ethereal touch, Ganeida vanished, leaving Eliza alone with the weight of history in her arms. She knew that this moment would be etched into the annals of time, a new chapter in the tale of England's resilience against darkness.
Returning to civilization, Eliza carefully preserved the remains of Vivienne Nimue, ensuring they would never again pose a threat. She shared her discovery with the world, bringing to light the ancient battle that had shaped the course of history.
And as the years passed, the memory of the Blood Queen transformed from a nightmare into a testament to the strength of those who dared to face the shadows of the past. England stood as a beacon of resilience, forever guarded by the valiant King Arthur, the wise Ganeida, and the determined historian who had unearthed their story.

Bby Donald Jay