The Fall of the Starmaiden
The Tree Son falls in love with the Starmaiden.
But the Father of Trees was angry, and cursed the Tree Son to become a tree.
The Father of Trees repented of what he had done, but when he undid the curse, the Tree Son was still mostly in the form of a tree.
To finish breaking the curse, he retrieves a key from an ogre’s den, a lock from dwarfs, and a door from his own father. He becomes a man.
The Starmaiden dwelt in the bright heavens. She shone. She sang one note in the harmony of the spheres. Her note was eternal. It blended with all the others in a perfect beauty. She danced the stately, unchanging measures of the eternal dance.
Below her one day she heard a song. It went away, but then returned. The song called her to descend to the earth far below. Something within her responded to the song. Something within her stirred. That was change! That was movement! She had not known these things before.
She wondered within herself whether she should forsake the eternal music for this rougher, bolder, changing voice. It called her to do so. But when she listened to the eternal music, she noticed something she never had before. Her own note in the tune was not the voice of a Starmaiden. It was the voice of one who had gone down. In the eternal heavens, she had already made her choice.
And so she allowed herself to long for the earth, and when she did she fell. She blazed as she fell and shed most of her star stuff behind her. It stayed burning still at the edge of the earth for a day or two.
When she lit on the earth, she was a woman of a living glass shell full of cool light. She had limbs. She moved. She sang with gladness for love of her self and of the Tree Son. He came to her and clasped her. They sang together.
Their voices carried all through the forest. Birds and other creatures awoke and sang.
The ogre awoke. He did not sing.
Thanks for reading. My goal is to update these every day through Christmas until Twelfth Night. I will try to include links so you can follow, but if not please use the Christmas Fairytale tag at the end of this post. You can also use the Merry Christmas page on the header bar above to find other writing that celebrates Christmas
G.
December 24, 2023
I noticed that the little summaries at the beginning are starting to sound like opera guides. Funny.
The tone of this one is a lot different than the last one. I love the Lord of the Rings, but even more I love the Hobbit, and this is a freeform experiment.