The Legend of the White Pumpkin. Part 3 of 3.
The first day of three the girl cut a lock of her hair and fused it with the doves feathers. The nobleman broke his engagement with his soon to be wife and took the hand of the girl with the white hair. They married the next day. The night of their wedding the crow landed on the windowsill. The crow spoke into the dream land of the nobleman and all of the spiders came to write it down on webs of silk. 'You do not know what this feeling of doubt has come to be but I know all of your troubles and have come to set you free. Seek the plant medicine of the pumpkin seed.' The man woke the girl and told her to follow him into the wood. They came to a clearing of a pumpkin patch and in the far west corner he made her grave site. With a seed in her mouth he said 'set me free!' and he planted a pumpkin with her in the eternal resting place. Under the full moon of Hallow's night the white pumpkins grow and glows. The first white pumpkin was born and that seed came to be known. The crows fly over the west corner and cries, 'It's you. It's you.' The lady wonders looking for the coyote to seek revenge. She passes by homes with white pumpkins. The sight of dove feathers make her mournful for what she did and she asks for forgiveness. Always blaming the coyote. She chases him causing trees to fall over and mischief to follow. The coyote laughs and reminds us that this is the curse of humans. Always blaming and never looking inwards at ourselves.
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