Long ago before the High Fae before man, there was a Cauldron They say all the magic was contained inside it since the world began One day it fell in the wrong hands and great horrible things were done to it Many an object was forged but eventually it ran away heading for the hills It could not be destroyed, for it was made of many things, including steel Late at night behind the mountains in the deep thick forest the village people heard banging, clanging, and smacking but when the morning arrived, all was quiet once again Then one day a brave little boy went into the forest to see The cauldron sensing the boy near stopped the thwacking right away "Jiminy Cricket" what do we have here" cried the boy Cauldron spewed red lava from its top, then sirens like a cop "not so loud" whined Jeremiah, just hold still and I will help you then he scraped and he slashed and he pulled all night until the cauldron was bare, beneath the moonlight Long ago before the dark witches of Chenwick village chanted in bold their was a lovely Cauldron that refused to do evil, or so I was told.