A Spanish Ghost Tale – El monte de las ánimas

There is a tale I used to read when I was young which I always remember on Halloween night. The tale was written by Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, a Spanish romantic writer (famous for his poetry) when he is living in Soria (a northern Spanish town) and was published in the newspaper “El Contemporáneo” in November the 7th in the year 1861. The tale was “El monte de las ánimas“, something I can translate to “The spirit’s mountain”. You can read it complete in Spanish here and in English here. I read it when I was young and I love this ghost tale… Let me tell you what it’s about.

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, the author

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, the author

There is no date in the legend, but the context and references indicate that, probably the story occurred during the XV century at Soria, a northern town and province in Spain crossed by Duero river. In this tale, Alonso, the youngest son of Count Borges was having fun in a hunting party with his cousin Beatriz, sister of Count Alcudiel and both their parents and servants.

It wasn’t late but Alonso unexpectedly demanded to return. When Beatriz asked why, he told her that they were at the Spirit’s Mountain and it’s supposed to be enchanted. He told her about an ancient story about a time when the King summoned the Templars to defend the city on the side next to the bridge over Duero river. That was an offense to his Castilian nobles, who thought they would have been able to defend their beloved city alone. The Templars closed the mountain, and allowed no one to hunt there, except themselves. Soon the rivalry between the Templars and the nobles of the town turned to hate, and hate soon led to battle. The local nobles took their horses and weapons and assaulted the mountain and Templars’ chapel.  Both nobles and knights died in a bloody battle in the mountain. All corpses were buried in the mountain the following day, but many of them were partially devoured by wolves. After that, the mountain and the Templar’s chapel were abandoned. Since then, every year on All Soul’s Night, it’s said that the souls of the dead come back to continue their battle…

The hunting party returned home and then Alonso and Beatriz started talking. Alonso was secretly in love with her, and he knew she will soon leave and probably he will not see her again. So he wanted to give her a present so she can remember him forever. He expected her to give him a present too, so he can remember her. This is no such a thing as an “innocent” gift, as Beatriz said in the tale: “to accept a gift is to incur an obligation”. It’s like him asking her to be her girlfriend, but in a such “polite” way. She didn’t want to accept, but Alonso convinced her. So she accepted his present, but when he asked about a present from her, she told him she wanted to give him her blue scarf. But she had lost it in the mountain.

Alonso was frigthened about going to the mountain alone to recover the scarf, but he wanted to prove his love for her. She made fun of him in a subtle way, smiling with indifference as he told her his good reason for not going to the mountain this night. Hurt in his pride, Alonso left the house alone to recover the scarf.

The time passes. Beatriz is alone in her room thinking about all those ghost’s stories Alonso told her and started to be worried about him. She cannot sleep. Soon she started to hear noises, steps approached her room and ghostly noises as the wind cries in the window. She covered herself with bed covers and pretended to be asleep. Beatriz was shaking under the blankets and prayed.

The night is over. With the first morning lights she woke up laughting at herself for being scared. And suddenly she saw it… the blue scarf was over her prayer stool, torn and stained with blood.

Later that morning, when the servants opened the door of her room to sadly tell her that Alonso had died in the mountain, devoured by wolves, they found Beatriz pale and rigid. She was dead from fright.

A long time later, a poor hunter who was lost during All Soul’s Night in the Spirit’s Mountain, told a strange tale about skeletal knights, ghosts, and a pale woman wandering Alonso’s tomb barefoot…

Beatriz beign frightened by a ghost.

That’s all. So remember, if you visit Spain, and go to have a walk in the mountain and forest near Soria, be careful if it is All Soul’s Night…

 

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Weekly Artist Post: When We Were 12

Panda’s POV:

If I could go back in time when I was 12, what would I teach my younger self?

Going back to my early 12… Let’s do it. It is 1991… That year I discovered roleplaying games and started playing. In fact, that was the reason I started writing. I wanted to make my own stories and characters… and the games allowed me to do it. The part that I enjoyed the most was storytelling. Storytelling became part of my life. I was daydreaming most of the time, daydreaming about the next story I wanted to tell…

But, returning to the main question… What would I teach my younger self? Try again. Rise and rise again, no mather how many times you fall. Work, work hard, because there are no shortcuts to success and there is only one way, hard work. Make yourself strong, because some people are cruel and will make fun of whatever you write. Make up your mind and taste every drop of life, because it is precious. Every single beat of heart has it’s own story. Remember it, learn about it, write about it. Never let anybody tell you your stories are a waste of time. Some day a lot of people will read them, and will have fun with them. And you will be proud.

A page from Pandapon Studio's Midnight Hunters

 

Kamapon,’s POV:

Well, actually, when I was around 12….I started being interested in becoming a professional. I was still in school, and I was a super fan of Dragon Ball. Also, my older brother gave me Akira Toriyama’s Manga Theatre. My first manga, “Underworld” was of course, pretty N00b and strongly influenced by Toriyama’s style but it was my base and my point of departure in this long journey.

I’d have told my 12 years old me that I should persevere, that  I should keep trying harder, because, of course, my goal was not really getting involved with publishers and deadlines….I assumed everything was easy and nice, and of course, I had to study…so I simply kept drawing… but always copying someone’s style… Dragon ball, Slayers, Digimon, Berserk…. my drawings changed depending on what manga I was reading at the time…or what anime I was watching. And that was my mistake, too. Seeing things as I see them now…

I’d tell my younger self to concentrate and develop my own style, too. It’s very important to get youw own style of drawing, something that everybody can say it’s yours and only yours when they see it :)

I’d tell myself to study a little anatomy, too, and more importantly, to do backgrounds…

I wish I could tell my 12 years old self that…*sighs*

 

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Panda writes, Kamapon draws. We are Pandapon Studio! We're guilty and completely responsible for the manga Midnight Hunters .