Monday, December 28, 2020

The King and the Mountain

How Prince Ulrich conquered the mountain king is all anyone can talk about, as if they have all forgotten the greatest of mountains relinquished its position long ago. If no one else will call it to mind, I suppose the task is mine.
Once upon a time, a king looked over his kingdom where no mountains ranged and no hills rolled and realized he would have no high, strong place to build his castle unless he imported one. He sent Hugo his sculptor to fetch a mountain and thought about it no more.
Hugo traveled and judged every mountain, but found none of them suitable for the project until he came across the Ebenkopf, high and wide and flat. Rejoicing, he tried to pick up the mountain and haul it away, but it blew its winds at him and dropped its rocks so that Hugo had to admit to failure for the first time. "My king, my king, the mountain is too much for me!" That was what he had to say.
The king sent his strongest knight then, and Manfred rode straight there bearing his mighty blade that was wider than Hugo and sharper too. He hewed at the mountain to make it portable, but the Ebenkopf buffeted him with boulders and wearied him with winds so that the work was hard. "My king, my king, the mountain refuses your invitation!" That was what he had to say.
Then the king remembered he had not invited the mountain at all, though he had never been so rude before. Red-faced, he sent Anselm his priest to smooth things over. Anselm put on his whitest garments and walked to the foot of the Ebenkopf where he spoke. "Lord of mountains! King Rudolph has not slept since he heard of your qualities! Before he thought his realm fair, but now he considers only the land where you dwell worth anything at all. Take pity, sky-piercing Ebenkopf, on that ruler of men and come. Accept his friendship and our regard. Before we celebrated the summer and spring. Bless us and we will celebrate you for as long as the king's castle stands.
Hearing that, the mountain decided to take a vacation in King Rudolph's lands for a millennium or two. It uprooted itself, waddled over, and set itself deep in the ground so that only the highest part of it showed itself. King Rudolph built his castle there on that hill and propitiated the Ebenkopf with a festival that is held every year to this very day.
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