
Samantha Béart (Baldur's Gate 3, Star Wars: The Old Republic) plays a sorceress with a knack for brewing up trouble in this tale with Sudanese, Egyptian and Palestinian roots.
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Sorceress
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Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Think about a time you felt peaceful, calm, at ease. In today's tale, a mysterious magic maker seeks to end peace, calm and ease until a brave heroine stands up to restore some harmony.
Baker
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Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
I'm Rebecca Shear, and welcome to Circle Round, where story time happens all the time. Today. Our story is called the Bolt of Silk. Versions of this tale come from Egyptian, Palestinian, and Sudanese folklore. Some really great people came together to bring you our version of this folktale, including Samantha Bayart, voice of such beloved video game characters as Karlach in Baldur's Gate 3 and Darth Null in Star the Old Republic. So circle around everyone for the Bolt of Silk. Their Once swift was a kind old woman named Nyla. Nyla always started her days the exact same way. She woke up bright and early.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Rise and shine.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
She pulled her creaky bones out of bed.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Come on, knees. I need you to cooperate.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Then fetched her walking stick to take her morning.
Nyla (Old Woman)
More like a morning shuffle. If I walked any slower, I'd be mistaken for a glacier.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nyla shuffled through the quiet streets in the broadening daylight until she reached her favorite spot in the town square, a comfy wooden bench shaded by a palm tree.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Oh, how lovely it is to sit here and watch the world go by. And to rest these creaky old knees.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
No one ever seemed to notice Nyla, yet everyone seemed to know that this bench was hers. It was always empty, ready, and waiting for her to come and sit. But then, one summer morning, Nayla got to the town square and found her favorite spot taken. Sitting on the bench under the palm tree was an unfamiliar woman draped in a long crimson cloak. Nila hobbled over and smiled.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Good morning, madam. May I join you? This bench happens to be my favorite spot. I find it so very peaceful.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The woman glanced up. Her eyes were piercing and sharp.
Sorceress
May you join me? I suppose you could. But be warned, this peaceful spot is about to get a whole lot less peaceful.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nila took a step back.
Nyla (Old Woman)
I'm afraid I don't follow. What do you mean, it's about to get a lot less peaceful?
Sorceress
Oh, you'll see.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nila and the woman sat in silence. As the morning wore on, the square began filling up, and once it was bustling with townspeople, the woman stuck out her arm and swept it through the air. No sooner had she made this gesture than all the people in the square began to fight. Couples were picking arguments. Children were calling each other names. The grocer was shouting at the butcher, who was hollering at the cobbler. It was pure mayhem. Nyla turns to the woman in alarm.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Madam, I have lived in this town my entire life, and I've never seen everyone so angry. What do you suppose has gotten into them?
Sorceress
Oh, that's easy.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The woman's face stretched into a cold grin.
Sorceress
It's me.
Nyla (Old Woman)
What do you mean?
Sorceress
Turning people against each other, causing all sorts of distress, disgusting despair, and all round discord. It's all part of my job as a sorceress.
Nyla (Old Woman)
A sorceress?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nyla's blood turned cold.
Nyla (Old Woman)
You are a sorceress indeed.
Sorceress
And as such, there's nothing I love more than sowing the seeds of suffering and sorrow, tumult and turmoil.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Well, you can't stay here, Sorceress. You must leave at once.
Sorceress
Oh, please. I can work my magic anywhere I like, and I like it here. I have no intention of leaving this town anytime soon, my dear, so you'd better get used to me.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nila felt a clench of outrage. She had no intention of getting used to the sorceress. Instead, she intended to drive her away.
Nyla (Old Woman)
You know, Sorceress, what you said before about sowing the seeds of suffering and sorrow and tumult and turmoil.
Sorceress
Those are a few of my favorite things.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Well, the more I think about it, couldn't anyone do that? There are plenty of people in this world who cause agony and anguish, grief and destruction all on their own. Why, even I could do it. You?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The sorceress scoffed.
Sorceress
You're a little old lady.
Cloth Merchant
You could never do what I do.
Sorceress
No one could.
Nyla (Old Woman)
I'll bet I can. And if I do, you must promise me you'll leave this town forever.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The sorceress stared at Nila like a cat would stare at an especially scrumptious mouse.
Sorceress
All right, then. If you can show me how a little old lady like you can work darker magic than a sorceress like me, I will leave this town. But if you can't show me, you better watch your step.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
A chill rushed down Nyla's spine, but she took a breath, then motioned across the town square.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Do you see that little shop over there? The one with windows full of colorful fabric?
Sorceress
Yes, what of it?
Nyla (Old Woman)
Well, that shop belongs to a cloth merchant. She got married a year ago to a baker. The two of them have been living in marital bliss ever since.
Sorceress
So I've noticed. I've managed to stir up trouble with a million different couples, but I can't shake the happiness of those two.
Nyla (Old Woman)
It's impossible. Impossible for you, maybe, but not for me. Once I'm through with them, that happy couple Will be ready to call it quits. Meet me tonight outside the cloth merchant's house and bring your bags. Once you see the havoc I've wreaked, you'll be on the first train out of town.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
What do you think Nyla will do? What would you do if you were Nyla? We'll find out what happens after a quick break. You juggle a lot.
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Grown ups support public radio and sign up today@wbur.org CircleRoundClub. I'm Rebecca Scheer and welcome back to Circle Round Today. Our story is called the Bolt of Silk. Before the break, Nyla bet she could wreak just as much havoc as the sorceress could without magical powers. If the old woman succeeded, the sorceress must leave town. The sorceress accepted the bet and Nila got to work. Her target, the most happily married couple in town. She went back to her house and filled her purse with coins. Then she returned to the town square and stepped into the cloth shop where the merchant greeted her with a wave.
Cloth Merchant
Good day, madam. How may I help you?
Nyla (Old Woman)
Greetings. I've come to buy a gift.
Cloth Merchant
Marvelous. May I ask who it's for?
Nyla (Old Woman)
Well, the truth is, I don't know who it's for. I mean, I do know. It's just that I've never met him, but my daughter has fallen madly in love with him.
Cloth Merchant
Oh, there's nothing quite like true love.
Nyla (Old Woman)
That's what I thought too, until I found out that this man is married.
Cloth Merchant
Married?
Nyla (Old Woman)
Oh, yes. But my daughter is nuts about this guy. Totally gaga. And apparently the feeling is mutual. He told her that he would run away with her, leave everything behind, including his wife if she can give him one thing.
Cloth Merchant
And what would that be?
Nyla (Old Woman)
A bolt of cloth. The most beautiful bolt of cloth in the world.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
A look of recognition dawned on the merchant's face.
Cloth Merchant
Aha. So that's why you've come to my shop.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Bingo. You must understand, my daughter is my one and only child. She is the light of my life and I adore her. So when she comes to me and says she'll die of a broken heart if she can't be with her beloved, what else can I do but help her out?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant was very quiet. Nyla could tell her made up story had sparked the woman's interest and and sympathy.
Cloth Merchant
Madam, I believe I have just the thing for you. Wait right here.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant bustled to the back storeroom. When she returned, in her arms was a big roll of beautifully embroidered silk.
Cloth Merchant
This silk was imported from a faraway land. It's very rare and and too expensive to put on display with the rest of the merchandise. So I keep it in the back. What do you think?
Nyla (Old Woman)
I think it's perfect. Could you wrap it up for me, please?
Cloth Merchant
Of course. I'll even use my special gold paper.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant swathed the bolt of silk in shimmering gold gift wrap. Nila paid her handsomely, then shuffled out to the town square.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Okay, now that part one of my plan is in motion, it's time for part two.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Clutching the gold wrapped package under her arm, she made her way across town. When she reached the house the merchant shared with her husband, the baker, she knocked at the door.
Baker
Good day, madam. May I help you?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nyla flashed the baker a weak grin.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Oh, I certainly hope you can help me. I was walking through town when suddenly I felt so faint, woozy, completely out of sorts. I don't know if it's the heat or these old bones of mine, but I need to rest.
Sorceress
May I please come in?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
To Nyla's delight, the baker fell for her act.
Baker
Oh, of course you can come in. Here, take my arm.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The aroma of butter and cinnamon filled the air as the baker led Nila to the sitting room.
Baker
Make yourself comfortable on the sofa and I'll bring you a cold drink. Some food too. I just took a batch of pastries out of the oven. I made them for my wife. They're her absolute favorite. But I'm sure she won't mind if you have a couple.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
While the baker busied himself in the kitchen, Nyla got to work. She took the gold wrapped package and stuffed it behind a big fluffy pillow on the sofa. When the baker bustled in, the package was hidden from view.
Baker
Here you go, madam. I brought you a glass of cold milk and some pastries. Enjoy.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nila sipped the milk and nibbled the pastries. Then she thanked the baker, bid him farewell, and tottered out of the house. Later that day, when the cloth merchant came home from work, the baker was waiting at the door, a tray of pastries in hand.
Baker
Welcome back, dearest darling.
Cloth Merchant
You baked my favorite pastries.
Baker
I sure did. Try one.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
He popped a pastry into the merchant's mouth.
Cloth Merchant
Mmm. It's nice and sweet. Just like you.
Baker
Of course, they're also flaky. Unlike me.
Nyla (Old Woman)
You've got that right.
Cloth Merchant
You're anything but flaky. You're the most trustworthy person I've ever known. And thanks to you, this first year of marriage has been the happiest year I've ever known.
Baker
I'll drink to that. Speaking of which, how about some milk to go with your sweets, my sweet? Make yourself comfy on the sofa while I pour two glasses.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The baker bustled to the kitchen and the merchant settled down on the on the sofa. But when she rested her head on the big fluffy pillow, a puzzled expression crossed her face.
Cloth Merchant
Why does this pillow feel so lumpy? Is something stuck behind it?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
She grabbed the pillow and tossed it aside. And can you guess what she found? That's right. The gold wrapped package of silk. The one she had sold to the old woman so that her daughter could give it to her married boyfriend. At first, the merchant was dumbfounded. How did the package get here? But then snippets of the day's conversation went zigzagging through her mind.
Nyla (Old Woman)
I don't know who it's for, but my daughter is nuts about this guy. Totally gaga. He told her that he would run away with her if she can give him one thing. The most beautiful bolt of cloth in the world.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant froze. Could this mysterious married man be her husband?
Cloth Merchant
It couldn't be. Yet it truly seems like it is. How could my love betray me like this? How could he be untrue? I can't bear to face him. I'll go to my shop and spend in the night. Then I'll figure things out in the morning. Oh, my heart is broken. Broken.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant sniffled and wiped her eyes. Then she drew herself to her feet, grabbed the package of silk and burst out the door, tears blurring her vision with every step. By the time the baker came in with the milk, the merchant was gone.
Baker
Honey? Where'd you go? Honey?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Meanwhile, as this dramatic scene was playing out, two witnesses were huddled Outside in the bushes, watching through the window and hanging on to every word. And can you guess who they were? You've got it. It was Nila and the Sorceress. As the heartbroken merchant burst out of the house and disappeared down the road, Nila turned to the sorceress with a look of triumph.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Well, I said that if you met me here tonight, you would see the havoc I wreaked. And now you have. Thanks to my work, the supposed happiest couple in the world is about to call it quits.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The sorceress stared at Nila open mouthed.
Sorceress
But it can't be. A little old lady like you couldn't possibly.
Nyla (Old Woman)
And yet I did. You saw it with your own evil eyes. Now take your seeds of suffering and sorrow, tumult and turmoil, and leave this town, sorceress. And don't even think of coming back.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The sorceress shot Nyla a glare. Then she tossed her crimson cloak over her shoulder. Search swept out an arm and was gone. Nyla drew in a deep breath. There was something very important she must do now. Otherwise she would be no better than the Sorceress. She took up her walking stick and shuffled to the cloth shop. The door was locked, so she gave a quick knock. When the merchant opened the door, her eyes were red and puffy and her face was streaked with tears.
Cloth Merchant
The shop is closed. I'm not seeing any customers until it's you.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nila felt a wave of guilt. She knew she must make things right.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Indeed, ma', am, it is I. I'm looking for more of that silk you sold me today.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant scowled.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Are you now?
Cloth Merchant
You mean one bolt wasn't enough?
Nyla (Old Woman)
It would have been. But on my way home from your shop, I got terribly dizzy. My head started swimming, my knees went weak. So I knocked at the door of a kind stranger. I believe he was a baker.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant's ears perked up.
Cloth Merchant
A baker?
Nyla (Old Woman)
I think so. When he led me inside to rest on the sofa, he offered me the most delicious pastries. Pastries? Oh yes. The sweetest, flakiest treats I have ever tasted. But when it was time for me to go, I forgot the package of silk.
Cloth Merchant
You forgot it?
Nyla (Old Woman)
I did. Silly goose that I am, I must have left it on the sofa in his house. I stuck it behind this big fluffy pillow and now I can't remember the address.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant's jaw dropped wide open. Then, without a word, she hurried to the storeroom. She came back carrying the gold wrapped package of silk. Nyla feigned surprise, throwing a hand to her mouth.
Nyla (Old Woman)
My bolt of silk. How did it get back here?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
The merchant sighed.
Cloth Merchant
Ah, well, it's like this. The house you stopped at today was mine, no? Yes. It was my husband who offered you pastries. The sweetest, most trustworthy man in the world. And now I must go home and give him the biggest hug in the world. Do you mind stepping out while I lock up?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Nyla grinned and left the shop. Then she watched as the merchant locked up and hastened home to her sweetheart. That was the last time Nyla dabbled in sowing the seeds of sorrow and turmoil. Instead, she gratefully went back to her old routine. And from what I hear, she's still starting her days the exact same way she wakes up bright and early.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Rise and shine.
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
She pulls her creaky bones out of bed.
Nyla (Old Woman)
Oh hips. Are you the ones giving me grief today?
Rebecca Shear (Narrator)
Then she fetches her walking stick, shuffles to her favorite spot and sits, beaming from ear to ear as she watches the world go by. Now it's your turn. What brings you peace? Is it a person? A place? An activity? Find some paper and draw a picture of something or someone that makes you feel peaceful. When you're done, share it with someone you love. And then, if you'd like, share it with us. Grown ups snap a photo of your Circle Round fan and their picture and email it to circleround bur.org with your permission, we may feature your photo in your monthly Circle Round newsletter. The Lion's Roar if you're not yet on our email list, sign up today@wbur.org CircleRound. This week's episode, the Bolt of Silk was adapted by me, Rebecca Scheer. It was edited by Dean Russell. Our original music and sound design is by Eric Shyamalonis. Eric's featured instrument this week is the Ood. You can learn more about this Middle Eastern lute and see a photo of Eric playing one on our website, WBUR.org CircleRound. Circle Round's artist is Sabina Hahn. Sabina has created a black and white coloring page for all of our Circle Round stories and you can color them in while you listen. Grown ups. Download our coloring pages@wbur.org CircleRound Special thanks to this week's actors, Kiran Kumar, Susanna Mars, Dawn, Ursula and Samantha Bayart. Samantha is a classically trained actor best known for voicing oodles of beloved video game characters, including including Karlach in Baldur's Gate 3 and Darth Null in Star the Old Republic. If you love Circle Round and want to Circle Round with us in even more ways. I invite you to join the Circle Round Club. As thanks for your donation, we'll send you an ad, free feed, bonus bedtime stories, a welcome box with special Circle Round swag, audio features about Eric's musical instruments, and oh so much more, including the chance to order a personalized birthday message from me. Rebecca Shear Sign up for the Circle Round Club and support the public media podcast you love@wbur.org Circleround grownups. If circle Round is a favorite in your household, please leave us a five star rating or review on whatever podcast app you're using right now. Your feedback will help us keep the Circle Round circle growing for years to come. Circle Round is a production of WBUR Boston's npr. I'm Rebecca Scheer. Thanks for Circling Round with us. Now that you've made it to the end of this Circle Round episode, we want to know what's your favorite Circle Round story? Thousands of fans just like you have been telling us about the Circle Circle Round stories they like best. Take a listen. Maybe one of their favorites is one of yours too.
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Host: Rebecca Sheir (Narrator)
Date: March 10, 2026
Episode Length: Approx. 25 minutes
In "The Bolt of Silk," Circle Round adapts an enchanting folktale rooted in Egyptian, Palestinian, and Sudanese traditions. The story follows an elderly woman, Nyla, who becomes entangled in a contest with a mischief-bringing sorceress determined to disrupt the town's peace. Through cleverness and empathy, Nyla upends the sorceress's challenge, explores the dangers of sowing discord, and ultimately restores harmony. The tale invites young listeners (and their grownups) to reflect on peace, kindness, mischief, and forgiveness.
Circle Round’s hallmark is warmth, wit, and a gentle moral message. The tale is told with humor, empathy, and a playfulness that encourages curiosity and kindness.
"The Bolt of Silk" is a rich, sound-and-music-filled exploration of how words and small actions can sew discord or restore peace—reminding listeners young and old of the importance of honesty, forgiveness, and the courage to set things right. The episode closes by bringing the story’s lesson into the real world, inviting children to reflect on their sources of peace.
Activity Prompt:
“What brings you peace? Is it a person? A place? An activity? Find some paper and draw a picture of something or someone that makes you feel peaceful. When you’re done, share it with someone you love.” – Rebecca Sheir [21:33]