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Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Eight

On the next morn’ at dawn the sentence of hanging until dead was carried out on Rosalia. Her body hanged from the gallows’ rope for three days and then was consumed, as pronounced, in the hottest of fires until only fine burnt ashes remained. 

Conclusion
One interesting thing occurred though at the conclusion to all of this:  no one seems to know whatever happened to those “fine burnt ashes” of Rosalia. It is rumored that even in the Harz today in this 21st century that no one knows where her ashes ultimately ended up at. Were they buried in an urn?  Disposed of in a river?  Or did one of her old disciples who escaped Archangel Gabriel’s retribution manage to scoop them up for some future Black Mass resurrection ceremony?  The rumors surrounding this anomaly still abound today and have never fully been explained. Time will tell.

Rosalia’s final curse on the church court and all who were in attendance at that time, is still in force today. Who knows if this is really the case?  It is said, however, that the power and spells and curses of old Witchcraft never truly die, and that they will be with mankind as part of the continuing struggle between Good and Evil until the end of time.

Rosalia—the Evil Black Witch of the Harz, may indeed be back one day in a more modern form to wreak her festering revenge on those present day relatives of those early familial forbearers who condemned her to death in the 16th century. The Devil may have sacrificed his most loyal witch and favorite mistress in the struggle with Archangel Gabriel in the 16th century in order to plan an even greater cataclysmic clash with the Lord God in a later century. Given the perpetually evil nature of Rosalia’s lost soul and her strict condemnation of God, she may well be reincarnated one day again to serve her Master’s bidding. She would want that to happen. Perhaps it already has. 

And so, if one day you should find yourself and your loved ones on a visit to the Harz, and you’re walking along very contently and comfortably and are basking in the sunshine of the beautiful and majestic deep forested area in and around the Brocken summit—Beware!!!—if you should suddenly see an immediate darkening of the clouds in the sky while also feverishly feeling and sensing the bone cold chill of a very frigid breeze and perhaps begin hearing and feeling the sonorous swooshing vibration of Rosalia’s broom as she flies very fast on it through the air close by—and then, you all of a sudden begin hearing that sneering, snickering, taunting, terrifying, and tormenting sound of Rosalia and her craggy and frightening old evil voice— IF THIS BE SO!!!—it may be too late for you and your loved ones. 

This is THE END of the epic poetic tale of Rosalia—the Evil Black Witch of the Harz.  Or is it???

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (September 20, 2014)
(Narrative)
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