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Covenstead Goblin

during the Eves of festival a broad shouldered man came into or near the Layer were Witches were said to dwell He came there to challenge the Goblin who made pots in the cave Witches, Witches ask him here cast your spell and make him appear. I wish this Goblin to weave my baskets I ask you witches to tell him and ask it! Spear, spear, sword and arrow. the becks of hawks, eagles, and sparrows said the Wicca Witches. weave your own baskets to use as bags to fill with stones so heavy one must drag. snails, and worms, and lizards to if we were married now we're through mount your horse and be on your way be gone, be gone hear what we say! then suddenly the goblin appeared and challenged the broad-shouldered man. the tumbled and fell on the baskets and pots the grappled rolling around non-stop. the broad-shouldered man grabbed a bag and placed on the Goblins head to calm his mad! he told him he'd feed him and cloth him if he came to weave his baskets the Goblin grunted as the Broad-shouldered man asked it. he took him off to make his baskets a bag over his head they mounted the horses and off the fastest. Weeks later here again they came the witches were in any mood for these foolish games. they casted a spell and the broad-shouldered man fell and became a frog that with a tail the Goblin grunted and returned to the cave making the Witches pots like he were there slave!

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