Sparrowhawk

One mystic All Hallows Eve , Date of October 31 in Sparrowhawk a hidden mythical ancient town . The long case clock strikes the hour of dead at night. A sinister veiled threshold opens to an immortality deadlocked world. Outlying safely invisible to the earthborn world.Unraveled in a deep-set hollow isolated so not to be perceived by a human eye. A solitary footpath becomes incandescent with the light of a windfall of pumpkins. One after another with their unearthly faces flaring with light giving the footpath a phantom glow as it descends down into an ill-lit hallow. The further down the footpath the more thickset the murkiness becomes .The fog so intense that the footpath in front of you is almost imperceptible. At the base of the footpath lies an ancient town concealed for a historic period of time. The closer the approach to the veiled threshold the more intense the soul stirring sounds of gloom fills the air. A lustrous spider web is a cloak to disguise the threshold to ward of unrequested patrons.For ages people of the earthborn world have heard the legend of sparrowhawk. With never ending persistants people of the mortal world have tried to unveil the secrets of sparrowhawk.For ages looking for this presumed threshold to a sinister portal that is holding many secrets to an unnatural world. To unearth the threshold you must be in good time exactly at the dead of night . To be told it’s true you must be back to the earthborn world before the threshold closes at half past two or you will be closed in until All Hallow Eve in the year ahead. Abraham Cates, a man from a nearby town has been studying the forest for many years looking for anything that resembles a threshold. During one of his endeavors into the forest there was a necklace found with a peculiar emblom attached . Abraham knows the threshold must be nearby; he makes a scheme to stow away in the forest and unearth the threshold. October 31 Abraham ventured out into the forest to await the long case clock striking dead of night. At precisely midnight the forest began to radiate an emerald green light in the depth of the forest. Just as legend mentions a solitary footpath becomes incandescent with the light of a windfall of pumpkins approaching a veiled threshold. The spider web that once was a cloak to disguise the threshold dissipates and vanishes to reveal a wooden door decorated with gargoyles to frighten unrequested patrons away.Abraham in a gridlock with his fears stands motionless unable to move for what seemed like an eternity. Abraham tries to inhale oxygen through the thick murkiness that surrounds as he takes an enormous step forward and gives the door a determined shove. As the door opens he steps past the opening with fearlessness and stumbles across a courier . Abraham fell to the ground as he looked up he was astonished at what he saw. There stood an enormous ogre peering down at him. Abraham swiftly got to his feet and ran for the threshold; it was too late it was secured . The ogre stated I am gabriel I’ll be your courier follow me i’ll show the way. Abraham asked show the way where? Gabriel said,” you worked persistently to find sparrowhawk I’ll now show you the way.” As the two walked farther away from the threshold Gabriel said you’ll have to be back here and out of Sparrowhawk before half past two. That is when the threshold closes for another calendar year. As Abraham was led down a solitary footpath the radiate light in the distance grew stronger as they approached closer. As the footpath wided Abraham could see a majestic gothic town. The architecture was stunning gigantic stylish homes. The shops were unvarying and of the same gothic style. The Town square adron by my gargoyles with a giant cauldron in the very center of the town common.Gabriel said we’ll first visit Winifred, a grand old witch that lives in a boarding house just past the town square. She has lived in sparrowhawk for an eternity. She can tell you everything regarding what will happen here tonight . As Abraham entered winifreds house with Gabriel he could see the house was of historic age. The furnishings were oldfangled and the window coverings were extravagant and dark in color. Winifred herself was customary of the legend of witches. She wore gloomy dark attire with a lengthy cloak that ran behind her on the floor. In dead center of her kitchen was a vast iron cauldron gurgling with a supernatural brew of potions. Her kitchen cabinets were full of vials with potent potions. She warned don’t touch a lone vial; the potions are very murderous . Please have a seat here at my table and I'll tell you all about what will happen here tonight . It’s a Festival that happens once a year here in Sparrowhawk. We cloak the threshold to reduce the number of unrequested guests crossing the threshold into Sparrowhawk.We can not cease the opening of the threshold. It occurs in a natural manner. It has magical qualities that can not be stopped.We have very rare visitors that make it through the threshold . When we do, we treat them with kind heartedness and return them safely to the other side before half past two .It takes a special potion to open the threshold to go out. I have the start but it takes a drop of wax from the first lit candle of the festival to complete the brew. The All Hallows Eve Festival of Sparrowhawk is aniticent and sacred . Everyone in town attends to celebrate the end of the summer season and the beginning of winter. Don’t be afraid the townspeople are traditional All Hallows people. They may look frightening but are very sociable. It’s now time to make our way to the Sparrowhawk Festival. I’ll get the potion vial that will open the threshold and we can be on our way. The three walked down a lusterless town street to the town square . As they approached Abraham could see lavish bright lighting . Pumpkins of every size with their faces enkindled leading with light down to the center of the town square. A delicious banquet of food was available placed elegantly throughout the Festival realm. All Hallows games were entertainment for the town . Abraham joined a few bobbing for apples was his favored simple but traditional. The town square was full of residents . Abraham wasn’t scared, everyone was very cordial although some appeared quite frightening.The night was full of fun and sociability Abraham was regretting having to leave. Just as Winifred declared we must finish the potion it's about time to get you safely to the other side of the threshold . We first have to get a drop of wax from the first candle lit of the Sparrowhawk Festival. We must move fast as the long case clock is ticking. Abraham , Winfred ,and Gabreil made it to the first lit candle . Abraham let a drop fall into the potion; it activated an alluring explosion of color filled the air. Winifred said it is done, we must go at once.They all enjoyed Abrahams visit and hated to see him go .So the whole town joined in the walk back to the threshold to bid him farewell. They all made it to the threshold just in time the long case clock was neighboring half past two. Winifred handed Abraham the vail, toss it into the threshold it will shatter and the threshold will open. Abraham tossed the vail as hard as he could into the threshold with a loud clatter it shattered into pieces. A glistening light radiated throughout the forest and a transparent door opened. From one world you could see another Abraham hated to go . Winifred declared don’t forget to visit now you know where to look to find us. October 31st All Hallows Eve the threshold will open at exactly the dead of night. Gabriel will be waiting to show you the way. Yes I'll visit in the year ahead your secret's safe with me i'll guard the knowledge of the threshold and keep you all safe . Abraham stepped through the threshold before he could turn around; it was closed. All that was there was a lustrous spider web serving as a cloak to disguise the threshold. All he had left was his memories and the peculiar emblem he had found . He slowly walked back to town and vowed to return in the year ahead to Sparrowhawk, an ancient hidden town full of magic and mystery.

Jessica Robbins

( William Abraham Cates 1639-1671)

(Winifred Bates 1735-1800)

(Gabriel Semple 1485-1572)