No.32 Three Peaks

The little girl did like to be at home. On the occasions when she was away for home, the little girl enjoyed the journey homeward and the anticipation of being home again. Looking out for landmarks on the journey would escalate the anticipation. Each landmark was an old friend to be greeted with relief that they hadn’t changed and were just where they had always been. A signpost to the way home.

One of the landmarks that signified the return to home territory was the shape of the land itself. It rose up into a three peaked hill that could be seen from miles away. The distinctive shape a symbol of the area as it marked a change in the landscape. The little girl was particularly fond of this hill because it reminded her of the small hill that loomed over the house where she lived. The hills were from the same family, the smooth, rolling, roundness of the hills a family trait.

The three peaked hill had long been a favourite of the people that had lived in its shelter. Over hundreds of years that fondness for the hill, displayed in the stories, myths, and legends told and retold with the three peaked hill as the lead character or the backdrop of many a tale.

These tales were magical. The Queen of Elfland, King Arthur and his knights, Merlin the wizard, they all appeared in stories staring the three peaked hill. Even the shape of the hill was contributed to a wizard who caused the hill to split into three peaks. The hill was said to be hollow with a magical world of Elfland contained within. The little girl liked to think of her own hill, looming over the house where she lived, imagining that there was a magical land within her hill too.