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The Legend of Fawcett Brook
By Regis Auffray
Thursday, January 12, 2006

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I made up this "legend." Fawcett Brook is real; it tumbles down the mountain just down the road here. It is a mere trickle in the long, hot days of summer but now, it flexes its muscles, fed by twenty-five days of rain. This is a first draft and no doubt needs work. Photo combo by me: Fraser River and north shore mountains on the left; Fawcett Brook on the right.

The Legend of Fawcett Brook  
 


© Copyright 2006 Regis Auffray

 



 

     The story goes like this: Once upon a time, no one can say exactly when, there lived on the mountain called "Chilliwack" a young maiden who lives there still, although most would never notice her. At the time in question, she went by the name of Brooke Fawcett. She lived with her father a fair way up the mountain, deep in the forest. Brooke was a beautiful young woman. She had dark blue eyes and long, lustrous black hair that reflected even the most distant starlight on moonless nights. Brooke was lithe and agile because of her daily duty of herding the sheep to the few meadows that she could find amidst the deep forest of the mountain. Brooke lived alone with her father. Her mother, Leah, had died giving birth to Brooke. Her father told her many things about her mother. Although he was sad when his wife had died, he had been prepared for it. Leah had told him that, when her first child was born, she would be leaving to go back to her people. She did not say where this was, but Brooke's father felt that it was a good place. He also told Brooke about Leah's special powers and that these had been passed on to her from her mother when she had died. As a certain sign of these powers, Leah had left a staff for her daughter and Brooke never went anywhere without it. 
     Brooke loved her life on the mountain. After her father left to work in the village in a valley far below, Brooke would herd the sheep to a meadow and watch over them until the sun was low in the west over the mighty river that flowed to the distant sea.
     Brooke did not have any people friends. She seldom went to the village, only visiting there when someone who had taken ill, summoned her through her father. As in all human communities from all time, there were some in the village who, through fear of mystery and what they could not understand, thought that Brooke was a witch. They said that she got her powers from the devil. So, although Brooke never refused to go to the village to heal someone who believed in her, she preferred to stay in the forest on the mountain. For there, she had no lack of friends. She could talk with the birds and the animals and indeed, they would often gather around her without fear. As well, Brooke could often hear her mother'
s words of love and encouragement in the sigh of the wind and in the rustle of the leaves. And she would often see her mother smiling at her from some cloud sailing slowly by. Yes, Brooke truly loved her life and she would not have exchanged it with anyone in the world.
     The climate where Brooke and her father lived was ideal. It did not matter the season, it was never too hot or too cold. Even when people in the village complained about the harshness of the weather at times, Brooke and her father never found reason to agree with them.
     One fateful day in the fall however, a sudden, unexpected storm came over the mountains along the great river from the north. Brooke had felt something in the air since she had awakened that morning; but, as was her duty, she led the sheep to a distant meadow so that they could graze on what was left of the grass.
     The storm was savage. The wind blew suddenly in freezing gusts and a heavy snow started to fall. In a very short time, it was very hard to see through the blowing snow. Brooke began to herd the sheep back home. The ground was slippery and suddenly, one of the smallest lambs disappeared down a dark hollow in the ground. Through the howling wind, Brooke could hear its plaintive bleats. She followed the sounds and soon located the unfortunate creature. She would not leave it behind. She laid her staff on the ground, now covered with snow, and reached to pull the lamb to safety. Just as she managed to do so, the staff started to slide down the mountainside. In an instant, it had vanished in the swirling snowflakes and the darkness beneath the giant trees.  Brooke was struck with panic but she would not let the sheep freeze to their death. She herded them to the safety and warmth of their shelter. Once she had made sure that they were all accounted for, she fed them hay and bid them a good night. 
  Her duty done, Brooke immediately went back into the storm to search for her precious staff. She looked and she looked until her eyes became dim. The storm grew in violence. It was as if all the evil spirits had descended upon the mountain. Brooke began to feel weak. She could no longer feel her limbs. She was freezing. Finally, well after darkness had fallen and still the wind and snow did not abate, she saw the staff. Its slide had been halted by a giant cedar. Brooke bent down to reach for it, and fell in the snow. As she touched the beloved link to her mother, she smiled but she did not get back up.
     In the spring of the following year, as Brooke'
s father herded the sheep towards a meadow, he heard something that caught his attention because it was most unusual. It was like a girl's laughter. It seemed to come from the direction of a very large cedar tree. Curious, he followed the sounds. A few strides brought him to a sight that stirred his deepest emotions. Next to his daughter's staff, a spring bubbled out of the ground and tumbled over large rocks towards the mighty river below. He was suddenly overcome with an incredible sense of relief and joy. He felt the presence of both Leah, his beloved wife, and of his cherished daughter, Brooke. As he watched the water flowing from the earth, his eyes filled with tears and he closed them for an instant. When he opened them again, the staff had vanished. 
    Well, t
hat is the legend of Brooke Fawcett. If you visit Chilliwack Mountain, you can find evidence that this legend is true . Along one of the many roads that wind through the forests of the mountain, there is a brook that is marked on the maps of the region. It is called Fawcett Brook. If you find it, as I have been fortunate enough to have done, you will hear a maiden laughing and your heart will soar.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

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Reviewed by Sandie Angel 3/28/2015
An amazing legend! Very interesting indeed!

Sandie
Reviewed by lois christensen 8/8/2014
A great legend, wonderful to see such a waterfall, thanks so much for sharing it here. It brings lots of enjoyment.
Reviewed by Jena Ayro 2/17/2013

Regis,

This is a wonderful
story, hope you made
it into a book or put
it into some story of
a book of yours some
where as it's great

Only Y think Y met
this Brooke Fawcett
far away from the
Fawcett Brook

Thanks for the read


Reviewed by Lena Kovadlo 1/12/2013
A very nice story you have written here. Thank you so much for sharing. You do have a way with words and you can write a tale/story that will engage the readers, make them feel, and bring them enjoyment as well. I love the "legend" you came up with for this beautiful creation of Mother Nature - Fawcett Brook. You know, had you not said that you came up with it I'd have thought this legend was real.
Reviewed by J Howard 8/23/2011
My heart soared with your story. Beautiful sentiment in your written prose. Sadness and love in the bundle-so nice.
thanks for sharing,
Reviewed by Steve Groll 2/11/2011
Regis, you really should do more stories. You are very good at it.
Reviewed by karen logan 12/9/2010
Really Heart warming Regis. Loved it! Love and light, Karen
Reviewed by Mahogany SilverRain 5/7/2010
A beautiful story and I love legends! Excellent work Regis!
Blessings, love and light,

Mahogany
Reviewed by Richard Arrington 9/6/2009
This is very good work, I love legends and folk stories.
Reviewed by Nicole Weaver 7/21/2009
Regis mon ami,
Tout simplement formidable!
Nicole
Reviewed by Sheila Roy 11/17/2007
Regis, this is engaging until the very end. Powerful show of imagination here. Love how this one ends~ Sheila
Reviewed by David Perry 9/4/2007
So very good. There is much going on here. Your stories can be read on so many levels and each is delightful.
Reviewed by Patrick McCormick 11/3/2006
Reg I finally got round to reading this. It is a delightful story and held my interest right through. Very well written.
Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson 9/18/2006
What a wonderful story. Legands have a way of touching people and traversing time. Well done !............M
Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia 6/25/2006
Fabuloso, Regis! I'll have to have my grandson read it - Oh! I'll forward it to him, as soon as I finish typing - just like Miss Lena, he will never forget you either, Regis! This is so pleasantly presented, like an old-fashioned fairytale...it kept beat with my heart, Friend! Truly enjoyed this! love & prayers, Rhonda
Reviewed by Jennifer Croy 6/20/2006
Regis, this was a good piece of work, it had me reading on and on. You have a way of telling a story, that is extremely remarkable! Great job on your part, I look forward to reading more of your talents real soon. Jennifer
Reviewed by H. Lena Jones 6/9/2006
Reg,

This is a terrific read. I was glued! What an imagination, too! Well done!

Lena
Reviewed by Judy Meeker 6/5/2006
You sir, have a gift with telling stories. Thank you for this one. It was interesting to read.
Judy
Reviewed by Regina Pounds 5/7/2006
What a charming legend! Well told, Regis. I enjoyed this story very much.

Gina
Reviewed by Michael Kersting 4/13/2006
Well Done, Regis and thanks for your review...Mike
Reviewed by Helen Downey 3/22/2006
What a beautiful read Reg! I am sure the site is as beautiful as your tale.
Reviewed by Pamela Casteel 3/18/2006
Very good read. I'll be looking for Chilliwack Mountain.....
Pam
Reviewed by L. Figgins 3/17/2006
Regis, please seek to publish this wonderful story! Pure magic the way it pulls you under it's spell. Wonderfully written...Lin
Reviewed by Janet Bellinger 3/14/2006
The legend of Fawcett Brook is a compelling one. I can hear Brook laughing. Well done.

Janet
Reviewed by Crystal-Rain Love 3/1/2006
I love how you look deeply at things many just glance at and always seem to find a story lurking in the depths.
Reviewed by Franz Kessler 2/26/2006
Lovely story, Regis. It communicates a yearning for eternity. The psychological entourage of people living at the fringe of society is particularly well crafted and expressed. Perhaps Brooke doesn't have to die. She could have fallen into a hidden cave, beneath the roots of the mighty cedar tree, where she continues to live in the company of elves... Just an idea. All the best & take care
Reviewed by Jill Carpenter 2/9/2006
Regis, I loved this one, and the photos are truly gorgeous! I wish it had been a longer story, I would have fixed a cup of hot cocoa and grabbed a bowl of popcorn and settled in to get lost in the beautiful countryside and great characters. It ended much too soon...but, then that's a very cool thing when ya leave 'em wantin' more!

Good job!! :o)
Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher 1/28/2006
This is a great 'legend', it sounds so tempting to go and explore.
Birgit and Roger
Reviewed by Alexandra Riera 1/27/2006
I liked this story very much. I would love to see the place too and see if I can find her somewhere there!
Reviewed by Aberjhani 1/15/2006
Well, my heart "soared" just reading this beautiful legend.
Reviewed by Carole Mathys 1/13/2006
What a wonderful story Regis, it has a touch of enchantment...

Carole...love and peace
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 1/13/2006
Oh my this is ans awesome story...hope to read more Regis!!

Thank you!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 1/13/2006
Regis, mon ami~

You are a wonder; I loved this! Wonderful write; very well done! C'est magnifique!!

(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami, Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Karen Cino 1/13/2006
I love the mysticism of THe Legend of Fawcett Brook. It was such a refreshing story and kept me yearning for me. Great job Reg.

~hugs~
Karen
Reviewed by Felix Perry 1/12/2006
Imaginative story and kinda magical in it's nature/
felix
Reviewed by Constance Gotsch 1/12/2006
Nice feel to this story. It has a feel of an old fashioned narrative

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