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The Strange Rule of the Braiding Salon

No mirrors in my salon.

By TellerPublished about a year ago 3 min read
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In the small village of Umumi, there was a braiding salon owned by the acclaimed stylist Yala. Word of Yala's talents had spread far and wide. She was renowned for her unparalleled speed - it was said that Yala could braid the hair of 10 clients in a single day, no matter the style or complexity requested.

While other braiders took hours or even days to complete intricate styles, Yala had a unique gift. She could finish braids that others deemed impossible in just one hour’s time. Her salon was always bustling with customers eager to experience Yala’s magic touch. However, there was one peculiar rule that was strictly enforced.

You see, Yala did not allow anything with a reflective surface inside her salon. No mirrors, no glasses - if it could show an image, it was banned. This strange prohibition puzzled many villagers. But none dared question Yala, for her skills far outweighed any strange policy. As long as they received her beautiful, swift braids, the reasoning behind the rule mattered little.

One sunny afternoon, a newcomer named Ama arrived in Umumi seeking Yala's services. Unaware of the salon's custom, Ama brought along a small handheld mirror to illustrate the style she desired. But upon entering, Yala spotted the forbidden object and flew into a rage.

"How dare you bring that thing into my salon!" Yala screamed, startling poor Ama. "Haven't you heard - nothing reflective is allowed here!" Though confused, Ama apologized profusely and threw the mirror out, just wanting her hair done. Within the hour, Ama left with exquisite braids, the strange scene all but forgotten.

However, another villager named Kate could not ignore her curiosity about Yala's odd rule. Unlike others who accepted it without question, Kate was determined to uncover the reason behind the prohibition. When she went to Yala's salon, Kate refused to be braided unless she was allowed to use a mirror.

But Yala would not be persuaded, insisting she had her talents and needed no mirrors to perfect her craft. With no compromise to be found, Kate departed the salon unsatisfied yet still questioning. She began discreetly asking around the village, hoping to find someone who could shed light on this mystery.

After some inquiries, Kate learned of a mighty elder living on the outskirts of Umumi. The elder possessed the rare gift of spiritual sight, able to see things invisible to regular folk. Hoping for insight, Kate journeyed to the elder's hut and recounted all she knew of Yala and the puzzling mirror ban. The elder closed her eyes in deep concentration.

When she opened them again, her look was grave. "I see an unseen presence assisting the braider," she told Kate. "An evil spirit has bound itself to Yala in exchange for augmenting her skills. But it remains tethered so long as its nature is kept secret. Mirrors threaten to reveal its form, endangering their bargain. That is why Yala allows no reflections within her walls."

Kate was stunned by this revelation. She thanked the elder and headed back to the village with a heavy heart, sad for Yala's circumstances yet emboldened to help free her from this sinister arrangement. But how could she achieve such a feat without endangering Yala? Kate mulled it over for nights, until at last, an idea emerged.

She returned to the elder for counsel. "I believe I have a plan that could capture the spirit without harming Yala," Kate explained. "But I will need your aid." Intrigued, the elder listened closely as Kate detailed her scheme. With the elder's magic, they forged a mirror enchanted to entrap spirits within its shine.

The next day, Kate marched to Yala's salon with renewed purpose. She sincerely apologized to Yala for her previous behavior, vowing to respect the no-mirrors rule. Skeptically, yet eager for business, Yala accepted Kate's braids. As Yala worked, Kate noticed the whispers and caught glimpses of a shadowy form weaving between them. Now was her chance.

Subtly, Kate began moving the enchanted mirror around the salon walls, catching reflections where she could. The spirit sensed the mirror's power and flew into a rage, lashing out viciously at Kate. But she stood strong, reflecting its form until at last it was pulled fully into the glass, howling in silver confinement.

With a fierce cry, Kate smashed the mirror onto the floor. The shards flew up in a blinding flash, spirit imprisoned within the glimmering fragments. When the light cleared, Yala stood there dazed yet smiling wider than ever before. She was free.

Overcome with joy and gratitude, Yala embraced Kate, tears of relief in her eyes. From that day on, mirrors were permitted in the salon once more. Yala lived happily without the spirit's influence, fulfilling her gifts and even finding love - all thanks to Kate's courage and cleverness in lifting the strange rule of the braiding salon.

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Teller

Ever wondered about African folktales? Dive into a world of enchanting characters, captivating stories, and timeless wisdom. African folklore is more than entertainment - it's a journey through diverse landscapes, mythical creatures.

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  • Alyssa wilkshoreabout a year ago

    So so amazing .i love your content and subscribed. Kindly reciprocate by subscribing to me also thank you and keep it up

  • ReadShakurrabout a year ago

    Interesting

  • Esala Gunathilakeabout a year ago

    Oh it's nice.

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