The Deep South is filled with colorful stories, legends, and superstitions.
One story tells of unrequited love and dangerous magic that lead to a very powerful curse that still haunts the people that live in the dark swamps of Louisiana to this day.
The Legend of Black Moon…
Alexandra is a name long familiar here. She was a powerful Voodoo Priestess gifted in divining spells and calling upon the spirits to do her bidding. As beautiful as she was stubborn, Alexandra could usually have her way without the use of magic. She certainly had no problem capturing the attention of men, and never used Voodoo to gain their admiration or love. Alexandra knew the dangers of casting Voodoo Love Spells because they were only to be used on a man you wanted to be with forever. These spells can bind your souls for eternity. Despite all the men that swooned around her there was only one that caught her eye.
Jameson was handsome with dashing dark features. He also had an air of distinction about him that really attracted her to him. No matter her schemes to be noticed by him and gain his interest, he would just smile graciously and bid her a good day.
Alexandra soon learned that his heart belonged to another. This only fueled her desires. She would have him as her own, no matter the cost. She was willing to break her own rule of never attempting a Love Spell and knew all too well the possible danger that could result.
Alexandra set out to make a powerful and seductive potion for her spell. She chose Sandalwood Oil for its power of wishes and love divinations. She searched for the best Musk Oils, which are strong aphrodisiacs that ignite inner passions and fire. She also found the rarest Black Agar Wood to enhance the formulation.
She needed an Amulet to signify the night of the moon on which the ritual must be performed. She hand forged blackened pewter into the image of the full moon and signified the soon to be new lovers by carving her and Jameson’s faces into each moon. She also hand tooled a heart locket and key to signify their bond, and that her heart would only belong to Jameson for the rest of time.
On the night of the Eclipsed Moon she performed her ritual. She had her alter set before her with her Potion and Amulets. She drew two circles side by side,and put her Black Moon Heart Necklace in one and Jameson’s Black Moon Key Necklace in the other. With candles burning, she began her chant…. “Listen to my voice, listen to my breath. I hereby declare that you will always be mine, till eternity.” She clutched the Amulet Necklaces and placed them together in the same circle and blew out the candles.
“At last he is mine…”
Jameson came to her that very night. She could not believe his lust for her and the unbridled passion of his love. It was beyond her wildest dreams and fantasies. She had indeed formulated a very powerful potion and made sure to rub some upon her lover’s body every night.
Each night his passion grew more and more uninhibited. It was as if he could not satiate his hunger for her. She decided to make another potion of the Sandalwood and Musk, but this time infusing it with soft Amber and a hint of Smoky Vanilla to tame his ferocity and make him a gentler lover. Oh the sensuality. It was perfect. If only it had lasted…
The woman Jameson had loved before Alexandra cast her Love Spell, was none other than the most powerful Priestess in the Swamps. Upon learning what had happened to her lover she immediately sought retribution. She cast her own spell to break Alexandra’s hold on Jameson.
When Jameson came out from under Alexandra’s spell he returned immediately to his true love.
Alexandra was so overwhelmed with rage she vowed revenge. Their souls were still bound forever and she could never let him go. On the night of the next full moon she went to her secret place of rituals. She tore off the Black Moon Amulet necklace she had created for her Love Spell and placed a curse upon it and upon Jameson. If she could not have him and all his passion, he would be forever doomed to walk the night of the full moon not as a man but as a beast. He would be cursed to live out his days as a werewolf, never able to satisfy his raging hunger, unless he returned to her. The only way for the curse to be lifted was for the key that he wore on his necklace to be joined once again with the heart locket of Alexandra’s necklace and their love revived.
Alexandra had to suffer the consequences of her Love Spell. She knew that this could never be undone and that her soul would be forever bound to Jameson. She could only wait in hopes that he would end his suffering and come back to her. Then they could revel in passion once more.
No one knows if Jameson ever returned to Alexandra.
Legend speaks of haunting cries heard throughout the bayous and a beast that still roams the swamps at night in the darkness of the Black Moon…
Story and Products by Jfay, Studio 3B
Special thank you for all your assistance to Author Dorlana Vann, and Special thank you to Wick’d Model James.
