Yetta's Ebony Pie: A Tale of Love and Apple Pies🔊

Once upon a time, in a town named Harbottle, lived a frail, humble woman named Yetta. Yetta lived an unassuming life as a baker, renowned for her rustic apple pies. Among her creations, one pie was always unique, known as the 'Ebony Pie', a pie made from the fruits of the Evernight Tree believed to grant one endless life. However, the pie was considered a myth, but that didn't stop people from believing in its existence.

One evening, Yetta was visited by a handsome stranger named Orion. He seemed different, for his eyes glittered with an intense curiosity. Orion was a scholar who'd heard tales of the Ebony Pie and had traveled from a far-off land to learn its secret.

Moved by his earnestness, Yetta agreed to teach him. In turn, he promised not to reveal her secret. Over days that turned into weeks, their bond grew. They laughed, cried, and learned together. Orion, with his eloquent stories, enchanted Yetta, while Yetta, with her wisdom and passion, beguiled Orion.

One rainy evening, as they sat close by the fireplace, Yetta decided to reveal the secret of the Ebony Pie. She took out a wrinkled, old parchment. Its lines held the recipe and the magic words that transformed an ordinary pie into the Ebony Pie. Orion's eyes widened as he studied the recipe, absorbing all its complexities and promises. Yetta imparted him the wisdom, the essence of the ingredients, and the precision required in preparation.

For Yetta, the pie was not about immortality; it was about cherishing life and savoring each moment, just like each delicious bite of the Ebony Pie. For Orion, though, it was more than that. It echoed possibilities he had never imagined. It symbolized power, freedom, and life beyond the ordinary.

Orion left Harbottle, promising to return. Months drifted into seasons, and Yetta’s longing grew. His promises of returning seemed to be but empty words. Dejected, Yetta returned to her ordinary life, baking her delicious but now somewhat sorrowful apple pies.

Until one day, a messenger from Orion arrived looking for Yetta. Carrying a letter from Orion, he had chosen to break the promise. Orion had unveiled the secret of the Ebony Pie to his King in hopes of claiming his place at the King's court. Rumors spread far and wide about the immortal King bestowed with the power of the Ebony Pie.

Yet her sadness metamorphosed into forgiving compassion rather than resentment, for Yetta comprehended Orion's desperate quest for power and status. Perhaps, he was a prisoner of his ambition, failing to fathom the essence of the Ebony Pie. The pie was meant to celebrate life's moments, a philosophy he was too blind to see.

Her pies, though devoid of their mystical aura, contained an ingredient that couldn't be transcribed onto any parchment – love. Heartbroken yet hopeful, Yetta continued to bake her pies, driven by the belief that the essence of life was over and above immortality. For her, life was about treasuring tiny moments, knitted carefully between the rising sun and the glowing moon with the sweetness akin to a well-baked apple pie.

Years passed, Yetta’s gray hair turned into silver, her gift of love delighting everyone who tasted her pies. When she breathed her last, Harbottle sang ballads dedicated to Yetta and her magical apple pies. Her apples pies, like her presence, still warm the air of Harbottle, and the myth of the Ebony Pie receded into folklore, while the memory of Yetta's love-laden apple pies still brought joy and solace to the hearts of those who remembered.