The next day, while the others slept, Wieland left the camp on tiptoe and began to walk the wooded perimeter of the castle. Tieck followed him at a safe distance. At a too safe distance since, as they both circled the castle, Wieland eventually caught up with Tieck. Then, Wieland showed him what he had discovered: scattered around the castle there were ingenious mechanisms camouflaged on the ground. If you stepped on one of them, you pulled without noticing a thread that rang a bell inside the castle. It was the strange noise they had heard the night before. And that is why Danaus had rushed out: in order to meet the woman who prowled around the castle and who Wieland suspected was the fairy he had stumbled upon a few days before. Tieck did not understand anything and asked him to put it in writing so that he could analyze it calmly.

Already back in the camp, Wieland informed his companions of his discovery. And Mrs. Schopenhauer summoned the Romantics to her outdoor salon in the castle ruins. And after an intense debate around a campfire, they came to the conclusion that Danaus and the forest’s fairy had shared their childhood in that place. And Mrs. Schopenhauer brought up stories of idyllic love, such as Piramo and Tisbe or Daphnis and Chloe, stories that speak of two children who are raised together and become inseparable so that, when they grow up, they can not live the one without the other. And she communicated her feeling (based on the palm reading that she made on Schlegel’s cheeks) that this was precisely the case of Danaus and the fairy. And everyone was very happy because that was a love story worthy of a romantic poem. And each of them felt inspired and began to write that poem. And Johanna promised a prize for the author of the most lovely poem of all. And for the three days that remained before they returned to Weimar, all were dedicated to write that poem. 

And on the night of the third day, a Poetry Competition was held in Mrs. Schopenhauer’s open-air salon. And each Romantic in turn read aloud the poem. And Bettina Brentano won by acclamation. And Caroline Walsolz lost by acclamation. And Tieck still did not understand anything and demanded that even the smallest detail of that puzzle was written but in easy and legible prose, because he was not able to decipher poetry any more. And then the stagecoach arrived to return them to Weimar. And all departed wishing that Danaus, the renegade Illuminati, at last found his beloved fairy, and that no one in Weimar would remember Goethe and think to ask about him. And… And… And as the Brothers Grimm would have said: “Snip, snap, snout, this tale’s told out”.

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