Would these questions ever be answered?
I looked down the cove, it was so dark it was hard to make out the stalls from which fisherman and merchants sold their wares. It was hard to imagine that by day this was a bustling market place, the sellers excitedly climbing high above their stalls and shrieking about their wares, hustling for an extra piece of business.
I walked down across the large stones of the beach, they had been painted smooth by the seas which had whipped across them throughout the ages. The leaves of sea weed clung anxiously to these stones as the seas grew ever wilder, pounding the shore.
I sat down in the center of the pebble beach and drew a circle of peace around me, may there be peace in the four directions. At once the winds began to subside, the energetic displacement which had drawn them here in the first place began to melt away.
For the first time in a long time a sense of peace was beginning to wash over this section of the earth, I could feel the children beginning to crawl out from underneath their blankets and all throughout the community there was a collective sigh of relief.
The curse had been lifted, the energetic dump which had drawn so much trouble and torment their way was no longer there, for the first time in a long time they could relax from the center of their bones
There was peace.