Sterkste Spelers van Feërie: Oorsprong van die Feë, #3

By Ronel Janse van Vuuren

Volkskunde.

Toorkrag.

Feë.

 

Elf van die sterkste feë in Feërie. Elf toweragitige kortverhale met hierdie feë. 'n Vinnige, tog volledige, verkenning van die volkskunde van al elf fantastiese feë.

 

Gebruik die skuifbalk boontoe en koop nou om meer te leer oor die sterkste feë wat bestaan.

 

*Volkskunde is in Engels.

 

*Hierdie is die derde boek in die Oorsprong van die Feë reeks.

• Language: Afrikaans
• Publisher: Ronel Janse van Vuuren
• Release date: Mar 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798201875206

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Ankou

Volkskunde in ‘n Neutedop deur Ronel

Who didn’t swoon when Brad Pitt played the role of Death in Meet Joe Black? Okay, maybe that was just me.

The personification of Death has been going on for millennia. The Ancient Greeks even had a god, Thanatos, as Death personified. And it’s been rampant in folklore – even in Aesop’s fables.

The popular depiction of Death is as a skeletal figure with a large scythe, wearing a black cloak with a hood. This came from 15th century England and has lasted for centuries. Calling this personification of Death the Grim Reaper reportedly started in the mid-18th century. The Grim Reaper is widely used to symbolise death and fear of the unknown.

In most mythologies, Death comes to collect people he/she marked for death and these people try to bribe or trick Death. Sometimes, though, Death is only there to escort the dying to the next world. Death never judges the dead, only escorts them to where they need to go.

There are many death omens in cultures across the world. Pictures falling off the wall, the cry of the Banshee, a black cat meowing at midnight, bees swarming a house, birds flying into the house, bats entering and then escaping the house, a dog scratching the floor, a mouse running over your foot, and even dreaming of a white horse all foretells misfortune and death. Ahem, that means I’m writing this post from the other side of the Veil because all of the above has happened to me in the last decade. The Banshee might have been me when Callum almost bit my finger off when he was eight weeks old...

All of this leads us to Ankou. He is said to be a spectral figure in Breton folklore, the counterpart to the Greek Thanatos. Sometimes, he is the spirit of the last person who died in the community. Usually Ankou is described as being tall with white hair, wearing a wide hat and a long dark cloak –  and being a skeleton. Of course, the Ankou’s head revolves constantly to see everyone everywhere. Creepily, Ankou drives a wagon pulled by black horses and piled high with corpses, stops at a house and just adds more (stopping in front of a house means someone inside is going to die). Ankou is something between the driver of the death coach in Irish folklore and the medieval Grim Reaper.

Oorsprong van die Feë: Ankou

Ankou can appear as a skeletal being with a scythe and wearing a cloak – just as folklore claims. But he usually dresses smartly, especially when visiting the Faery Queen. He stays bone white, though. He likes the fact that all fae fear him, or are at least uncomfortable with his presence – even those who work for him.

He sometimes collects the souls of the dead in his black cart/carriage. Depending on his mood and the circumstances, he can be quite gentle with the recently dead and take them to his realm himself instead of leaving them to the tender mercies of the dullahans and others in his service.

It is his duty to maintain order between the Otherworld and the land of the living (Faerie and Mortal Realm alike). He has various servants (dullahans, banshees, sirens, etc.) with specific duties to maintain this order. His most trusted lieutenants are the Keeper of the Veil and Dagda, ruler of the Underworld.

During Samhain, when the Veil between Worlds are at its thinnest, he leads a procession of dead fae and some of his servants through the world of the living. When they come across living beings, they are to be appeased with baked goods or dessert. Or they will play cruel tricks on the individual. That is why it is best to stay indoors, hidden in the dark, during Samhain lest you attract the attention of Ankou and his subjects.

Kortverhaal

In die Diepte

Ankou sit terug op sy troon van bene. Die banshees was almal voor hom bymekaar en kla oor iets wat die Bewaarder van die Sluier kwansuis aan een van hulle s'n gedoen het. Niemand het gesterf nie, so hy sien nie die probleem nie.

Ja, ek het jou gehoor, Agatha. Wat stel jy voor?

Jy moet iets hieraan doen.

Moet? vra hy saggies. Soos hulle terugkrimp, was sy oë seker pikswart.

Jammer, majesteit, ek het net bedoel... Haar woorde droog op.

Ankou staan op. Ek het baie onderdane, baie getroue dienaars, 'n groot ryk. Die Bewaarder doen 'n belangrike werk – en is onvervangbaar. Anders as jy.

Die banshees val almal op hul knieë, al snuffelend.

Bring nog 'n klein kwessie voor my en ek sal die Dullahans agter almal van jou soort stuur.

Ankou vertrek, sy troonkamer so stil soos die graf.

Cailleach

Volkskunde in ‘n Neutedop deur Ronel

I’m enchanted by the old lore of the world – especially the Celtic goddesses.

The Cailleach is one of the most fascinating, powerful and terrifying of the Celtic goddesses. It is said that she is ancient.

According to legend, the Cailleach can transform herself from a terrifying hag in the winter half of the year and into a beautiful young maiden in the summer half. She is an elemental power of winter, the cold, the wind, and tempests. She comes into power as the days shorten and the sun courses low in the skies. She carries a wand of power with which she shapes the land and controls the weather.

In some accounts, she’s a withered hag with a vicious tempter who walks around with a wand or staff, freezing the earth and keeping all vegetation from growing, to the determent of man and beast. Once spring comes, she goes into a terrible rage and flings her staff or wand beneath a Hawthorne tree and disappears until the next winter.

In other tales, she disappears to an island where it is always summer, to drink form the Well of Youth on the last day of her reign as Queen of Winter. She returns to Scotland and falls into a magic sleep. Once she wakes up in bright sunshine, she is