the Evil Name

Day 2,326, 11:08 • Published in Belgium Belgium • by boer jan

Once up on a time, there was a country very nearby where everything was dark and chill.
It's population was divided in two camps who were continue fighting against each other.
There was the side that made an encampment somewhere in the centre, and kept a fire burning al day and all night long to keep it warm and cosy in their stronghold, they said to be the rulers of the land.



Around those walls rode the other half, the cold and the darkness had made them hard and harsh.
Every now and then, they tried to get in the bastion of the other group, or they tried to make a encampment for there own.
But every time those attempts were stopped and destroyed by the first group.

That is when the "Evil Name" was born, the first group used it to designate the roders who tried to get in, and the more they used the evil name the darker became the sky, the colder became the days and the nights.




Every time the second group made an attempt to have a bulwark with a little fire the so called leaders conquered it and stayed there until the fire was gone out.

That is the moment hat the second group also started to use the "Evil Name". And it became even more cold and dark than ever before.

After years of battle between those two there was a breach in the stronghold of the first group, some of the second one succeeded to slip in and hey they even get settled.
Now and then we heard still the "Evil Name" mentioned, but the second group proved that they were made of the same flesh and bone like he others, and were slowly accepted to stay, they started to work together and shared the burden to keep the fire burning.
Some storytellers even say that the two groups became so close they exchanged corporal fluids, especially those who were dressed in pink, but that is probably only a myth and has never been proven.



From then on the sky cleared slowly, and temperature was raising.

All I know is from then on the "Evil Name" became the "Forbidden Name" and nobody used it any more.
That name, so powerful, must never again be used so that we all can live in the sunshine, sometimes there will be a cloud, but hey, we need some rain too is not it?
So please never use that forbidden three letter-word again, not even the points between those three letters, let's bury the "Forbidden Name" far far away, and let us destroy the map that marks the place where it is buried.
I think you al know this tale is about eBelgium and we all know what the forbidden name is but do not pronounce it loud out or everything will darken again, please do not say "*.*.*."