She is inside the Pottery Kiln with the heart of the Oak, the bars seem no problem to her here.
There is only one chord now attached to a little part of her wrist and she knows that she is nearly free.
Good, this is the last thing I shall ask of you my love, we have come far around this village and I have been locked in the garden for more moons than I can count, but you have released me.
This is the last gate way, and she points to the Kiln.
The fifth is the will, the minds want and the hearts desires.
Holding a thought is the precious thing in itself, it is a human purpose that drives all the elements together and completes the charm. This charm is an unwinding one, it is a seam that we have picked apart to reveal the patterns of cloth.
All I ask is that you join hands, all in your party must do this, ring a roses style.
Then circle widdershins, which is counter to the movement of the sun in the sky.
Go faster and faster until you fall in laughter then the release shall be complete.
Quickly now for Typhus approaches, he listens through the ground water, and when I opened the tree he knew it was me.
You join hands and begin to unpick the last of the charm.
The last of the spell unwinds.
and the Faery is gone.
A small man fully formed but the size of a boy, approaches swiftly on foot from the south. Is he Typhus?
His eyes are the same as the Faery.
What have you done! He says reaching into the kiln and picking up the red heart of the Oak.
Around it lie the blue tethers from the Faerys wrists, dripping and heavy like sea weed.
The heart no longer glows full with life but is dimming and spent.
I must put this back as best I can, before the tree is forsaken, wait here until I return.
Typhus runs to the Mighty Oak, leaving you confused and bemused as to what has just happen.
The Faery has gone, released from the binding charm, but what was the cost, the soul of an Oak tree?
And now she is gone, you think more clearly without her Faery charms to taint your judgment. Typhus now returns to you.
You have questions which I cannot answer,
Who was she?
Why was she imprisoned?
What did she do to be punished so?
I am bound by the court of the Faery realm and cannot tell you why, but I can tell you this.
Her theft of the trees heart is the least of her crimes, she is the poisoner of dreams, she is the blue mould on your bread, she is a trickster across the two worlds.
Her entrapment has kept a peace for a time, but now that she is free she will bring vengeance and vitriol to us all.
All is not lost
Typhus then thinks for a minute then says, but perhaps all is not lost.
He looks inside the Kiln and then turns to you again.
You have helped unstitch this jailing charm but all can be reset. You were not aware of the evil of the Faery, but now that you are, all can be turned around.
Typhus seems rather pleased with himself and this new possibility.
All you must do now is go to the Yarn Market, it is the heart of the village and the church of the Ancient Oaks.
Go there and touch every standing timber and she will be imprisoned again.
That is all.
It is a simple task, but you have walked the girth of the village today, you must be tired,
is there one amongst you who still has the strength for this?
That will be the end and the circle complete, whistle on your way for the sound of the song will heal the charm.
Typhus points down hill away from the castle towards the coast and says
It is easiest to go down the field here, and round the back of this building, then walk back into the village up the Steep.
Down hill, and round the back of the red roofed building the path will lead you into The Steep Car Park. Now walk back up the regular pavement route into the village past the visitor centre. For the end of the walk is in the Yarn Market, which is the ancient octagonal timber building in the middle of the village.