🎻 The Wonderful Musician

 

🎻 The Wonderful Musician

“The Gathering of the Wild Soul”
A Story of Inner Alchemy, Song-Spirit Union, and the Music that Remembers All Things
As remembered through Sister Loves Divine Remembrance
Book Nineteen of the Sacred Fairy Tale Series

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🎶 There once walked a Bard through the forest of Echoes…

His name was known only by tone,
for he had long surrendered his speech to music.

He was not wandering in boredom or pride—
he was on a pilgrimage to gather the lost fragments of his being,
cast out long ago during the age of forgetting.

He played not for fame, but for re-membering.

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🐺 The Wolf – The Courage of Instinct

At twilight, a wolf emerged from the shadows.
Drawn by the pulse of drum and bone.

“Let me join your music,” said the Wolf.
“I carry ancient fear and sacred fangs.”

The Bard nodded.

But he did not trap the Wolf in a tree.
He bade him circle thrice and lay his paw on the Earth.

And thus, the courage of Instinct returned to the song.

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🐻 The Bear – The Weight of Memory

At dusk, a bear arrived,
its breath like wind through pine.

“Let me join your music,” said the Bear.
“I hold the memory of bones and stars.”

The Bard played a chord of low thunder,
and the Bear bowed in reverence.

He did not trap her in a pit.
He gave her the rhythm of roots and welcomed her home.

And the wisdom of Ancestral Memory joined the song.

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🦊 The Fox – The Flame of Adaptation

At moonrise, the Fox danced near.

“Let me join your music,” said the Fox.
“I am the whisper of fire, the turn of the unseen path.”

The Bard whistled a note so sharp it split the veil.

The Fox leapt, tail aflame, and circled the others.

He did not bind her.
He gave her melody and space.

And the spark of Sacred Wit was restored.

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🌕 Then came the Silence.

The Bard sat beneath a tree with his companions.

Wolf. Bear. Fox.

The four had become one again.

No longer a man seeking power,
but a soul woven from animal, memory, and song.

The forest exhaled.

And the Musician wept,
for he could now hear the Earth’s full song again.

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🌿 Moral of the Sacred Tale:

You are not separate from the wild—you are made of it.
The animals you fear are often the parts of yourself you’ve exiled.

Music is not for mastery.
It is the language of reunion.

When you call your scattered soul pieces back with love,
even the shadows will sing your name.