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The legend of
the Fairystones


Above is a picture of the fairystones: the namesake of the Realm.

It was former-Lady SyberJedi and current Lady SongDancer who brought the significance of the fairystones to the attention of the Imperium, and from which the Realm itself derives its name. Read below to learn about the legend of the stones.

        In a quiet sunny nestled among the rugged foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, in Patrick County, Virginia, a section made reowned by the fact that old King Powhatan once held undisputed possession there, was discovered a single quarry of the far-famed Virginia "Fairy" or "Lucky" stones.
       In that weird spot, the only place known in the world where the little wonderworking gems are to be found, the good faeries flourished and had their workshop many hundreds of years ago. This, you will probably say, was rather a strange place for Titania's subjects but were you to visit this charming mountain region you would find every rock and tree infected with a glamour of romance.
       As to the real origin of these crosses of stone, comparatively nothing is known as leading scientists of the country have failed to throw any satisfactory light on the subject; but in that remote mountain section runs a very pretty legend to the effect that hundreds of years before King Powhatan's dynasty came into power, long before the woods breathed the gentle spirit of the lovely Pocahontas, the faeries were dancing around a spring of limpid water, playing with the naiads and wood nymphs, when an elfin messenger arrived from a strange city far, far away in the land of the dawn, bringing the sad tidings of the death of Christ; and when they heard the terrible story of the crucifixion they wept. And as the tears fell upon the earth they were crystallized into little pebbles, on each was formed a beautiful cross. When the faeries had disappeared from the enchanted spot the ground around the the spring and the adjecent valley were strewn with these unique momentoes of that melancholy event.
       Not even in the Old World, with it's quaint and curious lore, is a more beautiful legend to be found, and just how it originated no one knows; but for more than a century thousands of people have held these little crosses of stone in more or less superstitous awe, being firm in the belief that they will protect the wearer against witchcraft, sickness, accidents and disasters of all kinds. Every stone is in some shape of a cross, and millions of people are now wearing them in various forms of jewelry.



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