The Land of Llandyke Wells
Wales, just like the rest of the UK, is steeped in rich history dating back to a time long forgotten. Many tales have been written in forms of poetry, paintings, tapestries and murals, all bringing to life the way people lived. However, not all things were passed down on paper or parchment, but rather through word, tales, and stories.
Among all the named towns, places and villages of time past, only one seems to remain hidden in the fabric of history. Found in only a few folds of dated history books, the text of Llandyke Wells's past is shrouded and veiled from view. It is as if the candles blew out and the inks dried up, for there is a long period of time where the land of Llandyke Wells just disappeared from the face of the earth. But of course, we all know this is impossible... or is it?
Recent history (the past three hundred years or so) tells of the building of the small town of Llandyke Wells all constructed and built from the same stone found deep in the mines about five miles away from the center of the town. Each stone building was built by the hand of the settlers there. On the outskirts of town dotted around were small farms, each one taking care of their own land in their everyday farming life. It was a quiet life, unplagued by modern-day technology. Here, the locals lived simply, they were older folk who were raised here, carrying on the tradition from generations ago.
Not many visitors came to the town as it was far from the bigger cities. The few roads into town twisted and turned up, down and around hills and valleys making the journey long. However, a railway only about twenty years young made the commute quicker and easier. Not that the locals used it much, they even stood in opposition to its construction when it was first proposed to come to town, but the powers that be won the cause and Llandyke Wells got a train station. The only grateful thing was that most of the land was protected due to its lush green farmlands and not forgetting Llandyke Forest, an ancient old forest filled with wildlife and protected game. Another gem was Byne Keep. Even though it was now just an empty shell of what once was, it used to be a stronghold upon Glynn Hill, watching over the surrounding lands and protecting its then people. Byne Keep long forgotten, overtaken by wildlife as it reclaims the land it was built on. Its only residents now are the small forest animals, ruling from their lairs and burrows scattered here and there.
Once called The Great Forest, it dominates most of the hills on Llandyke Wells. The forest was untouched for centuries allowing its rapid growth and grip upon the lands. Many mysteries are told about this forest and these stories have been passed down throughout the generations. The trees that grow here are a mix of Adler, Birch, Ash and several varieties of Oak trees. In fact, there are over five hundred species of plant life in this habitat. Since the forests’ ancient beginnings a whole host of animals and birds both great and small have made Llandyke Forest their home. Here they can roam free, protected from man.
Scattered within the forest are a few large and giant boulders, which are mostly buried into the ground and covered in moss. It was said that these boulders were originally cut then carried down from a place called Stone Point, another ancient but sacred place where druids once inhabited the land and moved stones from there to what is known as Stone Henge. The ones now buried in the forest must have broken before they got to their destination and were just left there respected place, as moving them took a lot of effort and resources. But that was a time before the forest blanked the land.
Llandyke Forest had a few rivers flowing through it, one to the west, the other further north near the Black Mountains. Along the river to the west there lay the remains of an old stone structure, probably a watermill or something like it. Nobody really knows as the only evidence that survived is the remnants of a stone outline of a building that once stood there.
Now, rooted deep in the heart of the forest lies an ancient tree that grew, as legend says, from within a rock, which is said to be older than the tree itself, maybe something to do with the druids or even the Celts that were around at that time, but here is where the history of Llandyke Wells fades like wafting fog and finally disappears into a vacuum of time. This tree, this ancient tree is said to hold power beyond anything else, even holding time within its very roots. It stands there, tall, bold and white. Its bark seemingly petrified over time. It stands as a monument of a past unrecorded, of a past long forgotten. It is a tree of mystery. A tree with a secret past. This is but one of the myths and folklore told in these parts. Indeed, there are many more.