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The Salmon of Knowledge . Myth 1 Fionn

Long ago when Fionn mac Cumhaill, the great leader of the Fianna of Ireland, was still a young boy he was sent to live with a very wise man named Finnegas. Finnegas was a poet who lived on the banks of the river Boyne and was renowned throughout Ireland for his vast knowledge. As well as being renowned for his skills in composing and reciting poetry Finnegas knew more about the ways of the world, including the secrets of the birds and animals and plants and stars, than other man in Ireland. It was because of his vast knowledge that Fionn had been sent to learn from Finnegas. Fionn loved to listen to the old man's wonderful stories and his many words of wisdom which he too, in time, would learn to recite. In exchange for the wisdom Finnegas would pass on to him, Fionn would help about the house, cooking, cleaning and fishing for the old man.However, despite Finnegas' vast knowledge, he did not know everything and there were times when Fionn's endless curiosity got the better of him, and he was left unable to answer the young boy's questions. ' Is there a way to know everything?' Fionn asked him. This was a question that Finnegas had asked once too and was the very reason why he now lived next to the river Boyne. It had been told by the druids of old that living in a still, dark pool in the shade of the overhanging hazel trees was the Salmon of Knowledge. It was as result of eating the nuts of these magical hazel trees that the Salmon had acquired all the knowledge of the world. And so it was that, according to prophecy, the one who would eat the Salmon would gain the

knowledge for themselves. Finnegas had been living on the edge of the river for several years now, attempting to catch the Salmon and gain such wisdom. It so happened that one day, not long after Fionn had come to study under him, Finnegas went fishing and finally caught the Salmon. 'I've caught it! I've caught it!,' he cried happily. He immediately reeled it in and ran up to Fionn with the Salmon in his arms. 'You must cook it straight away!' Finnegas ordered Fionn, dancing and skipping with excitement. As Fionn began to set up the fire and spit in order to cook the Salmon, Finnegas warned him, 'Cook it, but whatever you do, do not eat a single bit of it!' Fionn nodded and went about cooking the Salmon while Finnegas went to fetch some extra firewood.Upon his return Finnegas found the Salmon laid out and ready to eat. He looked at Fionn and thought he saw something different about him, as though the light of wisdom now shone in his eyes. 'Have you eaten any of the Salmon?' he asked Fionn anxiously. 'I have not!' Fionn replied. 'Have you tasted its skin?' he continued to enquire. 'I have not!' Fionn replied, 'but when I was turning it on the spit I burned my fingers, so I put my thumb into my mouth to ease the pain.

Finnegas' heart sank. 'That's enough!' he told Fionn, 'You have tasted the Salmon of Knowledge; in you the prophecy is fulfilled. You are the one who has gained all the knowledge of the world.' He then ordered Fionn to eat all of the Salmon. However, when Fionn was finished he realised he didn't feel much different nor did he feel any wiser than before. When he told this to Finnegas, Finnegas replied, 'If it was your thumb you first burnt, then place it in your mouth.' Fionn did as Finnegas suggested and immediately all the knowledge of the world rushed into his head. 'You must go now! There is nothing more I can teach you,' Finnegas informed him, 'You are destined to become a wise poet, warrior and leader.' And so it was that when Fionn grew up, he did indeed become a wise poet, warrior and leader. He became a great leader of the Fianna, the greatest band of warriors Ireland has ever known.

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IRISH MYTHOLOGY

VOL 14

The Changeling in 2 parts.

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The Enigma of Changelings: A Dark Tale from the Shadows

In the heart of ancient Europe, where mist-clad forests whispered secrets and moonlight danced upon dew-kissed leaves, there existed a belief—a haunting truth that clung to the fringes of reality. This truth bore the name of changelings.

1. The Abduction: The tale began with the fairies—the elusive beings who flitted between realms. They were neither wholly benevolent nor entirely malevolent. Their capricious nature led them to covet the mortal world, especially its most vulnerable inhabitants: the unbaptized infants. These innocent souls, still untouched by holy water, were like ripe fruit dangling within their grasp.

2. The Substitution: When the moon hung low and the hearth fires flickered, the fairies would descend upon humble cottages. With stealthy hands, they snatched away human babes, leaving behind their own twisted offspring—the changelings. These substitutes were not mere wooden dolls or lifeless replicas; they were creatures crafted from moonbeams and sorrow.

3. The Telltale Signs: How could one discern a changeling? The answer varied across cultures. In Irish legend, a fairy child might appear sickly, refusing to grow like a normal infant. Their physical traits were peculiar: perhaps a beard on a baby’s chin or unnaturally long teeth. But it was their intelligence that set them apart—their eyes held ancient wisdom, and their laughter echoed with secrets.

4. The Unusual Behavior: Changelings, when they thought themselves unobserved, revealed their true nature. They danced in moonlit corners, their feet tapping rhythms unknown to mortals. Some even played ethereal instruments, their melodies haunting and melancholic. But this behavior was unique to Irish and Scottish folklore, a secret language shared only by those who dared to listen.

5. The Desperate Solution: Why did the fairies exchange children? Some say it was malice—a cruel jest played upon human families. Others believed it was practicality. In pre-industrial Europe, survival was a daily battle. Families toiled for sustenance, and a permanent drain on resources threatened their very existence. The changelings’ insatiable hunger became a menace, gnawing at the family’s fragile stability.

6. The Grim Reality: Infanticide, though unspeakable, sometimes became the desperate solution. Parents faced an agonizing choice: sacrifice one for the sake of many. The fairies, cunning and elusive, remained indifferent to mortal suffering. They took not only babes but also newlyweds and nursing mothers. The old fairy folk, weary of their own existence, would occasionally swap places with human infants, seeking comfort in mortal arms.

7. The Echoes of Fear: Belief in changelings persisted until the late 19th century. In 1895, Bridget Cleary met a tragic end at the hands of her husband, who believed her to be a changeling. The myth clung to the collective memory, a dark corner of the mind where fear and folklore intertwined.

STORY

Once upon a time, in the mystical hills of Ireland, there lived a humble farmer named Seamus. Seamus and his wife, Brigid, were blessed with a beautiful baby boy named Liam. Their joy knew no bounds as they cradled their precious child in their arms.

But the fairies who inhabited the nearby woods were mischievous beings. They envied the happiness of mortal families and often meddled in their affairs. One moonlit night, as Seamus and Brigid slept, the fairies crept into their cottage. They whispered ancient incantations and cast a spell upon little Liam.

The next morning, when Brigid went to check on her son, she gasped in horror. The baby lying in the crib was not Liam. His eyes were dark and hollow, devoid of the innocent sparkle they once held. His skin was pale, and he wailed incessantly, unlike the contented Liam they knew.

Brigid’s heart sank. She knew her real son had been stolen away by the fairies, replaced by a changeling—a creature left in exchange for the human child. Desperate to reclaim her son, she sought the advice of the village wise woman, Aoife.

Aoife listened to Brigid’s tearful tale and nodded knowingly. “Fear not,” she said. “To break the fairy spell, you must outwit them. Tonight, leave a bowl of fresh cream by the hearth. When the fairies come, they’ll be drawn to it. But keep your eyes peeled, for they’ll reveal their true intentions.”

Brigid followed Aoife’s instructions. As the moon rose, she sat by the fire, clutching Liam’s tiny shirt. The room grew colder, and the air crackled with magic. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and in floated a group of fairies. Their wings shimmered like moonlight, and their eyes glowed with mischief.

They gathered around the bowl of cream, their laughter echoing through the cottage. But one fairy, with eyes as green as the forest, hesitated. She glanced at the crib where the changeling lay. Brigid held her breath, watching.

The green-eyed fairy leaned over Liam, her fingers brushing his forehead. “He’s ours now,” she whispered. “Your son dances with us in the moonlight, while this changeling suffers in your mortal world.”

Brigid’s resolve hardened. She lunged forward, snatching the changeling from the crib. “Take your creature back!” she cried, thrusting the wailing baby toward the fairies. “Give me my Liam!”

The fairies screeched, their glamour fading. The green-eyed fairy’s wings turned brittle, and she vanished into thin air. The others fled, leaving behind a trail of stardust.

Liam stirred in Brigid’s arms, his eyes clearing. The changeling, now frail and feeble, dissolved into mist. The spell was broken.

From that day on, Liam thrived, and the fairies dared not cross Brigid’s threshold again. But every now and then, on moonlit nights, she would hear faint laughter in the wind—the echo of the green-eyed fairy’s promise.

And so, the legend of the changeling lived on, a reminder that love and determination could defy even the most otherworldly enchantments.

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