PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Conch Shell.

One sunny day last June I was walking through the woods keeping an eye open for the Fairies it was over a week since I had last seen any of the little people. The wild animals were to be seen as I walked quietly through the woods. I had been strolling along for about a quarter of an hour when I saw the first group of Fairies. The Fairies were obviously excited about something and did not notice me until I greeted them all.

The Fairies were passing around a seashell each one taking turns to hold it to their ear. I recognised the shell it was a so-called Conch Shell. I at first thought that they were listening to the noise that the sea makes when putting the shell to one’s ears. Morganfee told me that a Mermaid had given the shell to the Fairies. The shell did not give one the impression that one was listening to the sea but told one about ones life.

On seeing me one of the Fairies asked me if I would like to see what my life held in store for me. I refused; I did not want to know what would happen in the future I liked to take the days as they come. I then asked if Her Majesty Queen Feeana knew about the shell. The Fairies looked rather guilty and then admitted that they had not told Her Majesty. One of the Fairies took the shell and ran off into the woods. On seeing this I smiled I knew that Her Majesty would soon know about the seashell that was telling the Fairies what the future would hold for them.

In a matter of about five minutes Her Majesty appeared on the scene holding the shell in her hand. Her Majesty was not upset about the shell and giving it to one of the Fairies she turned to me and smiled, “It is quite harmless,” she told me. “There is no harm in the Fairies knowing about their future.” “ I see that you refused to listen to the shell telling you, your future.” I told Her Majesty that if I knew what was going to happen before hand then there would be no more surprises in my life and that would not suit me as I always look forward to what the next day or week will bring to me.

Her Majesty smiled again and said, “I see that you are a wise man it would be no fun knowing what was going to happen in the future.” The Fairies still have the shell but soon got tired of hearing what will happen in the future. Then the Fairies gave me the shell and I took it home and placed it on my mantelpiece over the fire. It made a nice ornament and I quite liked it.

One morning soon after my house was broken into and a few things were stolen. The shell was the first thing for me to see that was missing. Then I saw that the window in my kitchen had been broken and the burglar had entered my house through the kitchen window. Some weeks later I was walking around Chapel Street Market in London and to my great surprise I saw the seashell or its twin brother that had been stolen from my house.

I went into the shop and asked how much the man wanted for the seashell. I was really only going to buy it to replace the one stolen from my mantelpiece. I paid the shopkeeper for the shell and went back to my home. On arrival at my house I put the seashell onto the mantelpiece again. Seeing the shell every day made me really curious, did it still foretell the future? I could not resist it and placed the shell to my ears for a few seconds. The seashell told me that I would write this little story. I quickly placed it back on the mantelpiece it was the same one.

The next day I wrapped the shell in some newspaper and took it back into the forest. I thought I would return it to the Fairies. The Fairies had now another game and were not interested. Then I saw Her Majesty, Queen Feeana and told her that the shell had been stolen from my house and that I had found it for sale in a shop in London. I asked Her Majesty to put a spell on the seashell so that it would only make a noise like the sea and not to tell one’s future. Smiling Her Majesty took out her magic wand and pointed it at the shell that I still held in my hand. There was a shower of sparks from the magic wand and the seashell went into a bright light only to fade back to its original colour. My hand itched for a few days after but now one can place the shell to ones ear and only hear the sea.

If you get hold of one of these shells you may safely place it to your ear and you will hear the sea as the tide comes in or goes out. I still have my Conch Shell and often people that visit me listen to it. It is now safe and does not tell what the future will hold for them.