Not so long ago, I returned from holidays in Lanzarote (one of the Canary Islands). And of course, me being me, I had to buy some cool souvenirs. What I noticed on the souvenirs on various stands was a lengthy pattern of a devil. A cartoon looking like a devil with horns, a tail and a five-pronged fork. My mom, behaving like a Catholic of god blessed heart, told me off when I bought a pin with its image, thinking it looked satanic.
Well, it did. But there is a story to it. (fable under the cut <3)
“Legend has it that on September 1, 1730, a wedding was taking place in the town of Timanfaya. The groom was the son of one of the richest people on the island and the brides family worked in the cultivation of healing plants. In the middle of the celebration, a huge explosion shook the earth and rocks and lava began to rain down, destroying everything in its path. The guests and the towns people began to run for shelter, but misfortune befell the young couple. A large rock from the volcano crushed and buried the bride. When the groom saw this, he took a 5-point fork to try to move the large stone and save his bride. When he finally succeeds, he realizes that his beloved had died. From his desperation and the feeling of desolation, he took the body of his wife without letting go of the fork and began to run through the valley seeking refuge. However, unfortunately he couldn’t find anyone. Despite the smoke and ashes, some villagers could see the moonlit young man on a hill. He raised the 5-pronged fork with his two arms and the witnesses sighed in sadness “poor devil” The image of the bridegroom then disappeared in the fiery terrain of Lanzarote.”
After I red that out loud to my mom, she just scoffed and said, quote: 'whatever.'
Gladly my dad was more perceptive, and said it's a sad story and the pin I bought was really nice.
