The world of the Slavs at the beginning was extremely dark and full of monsters. When the ancient gods walked among the Slavic tribes, doing what the gods should do, they were accompanied by more or less mean creatures, rarely only favorable to people. The collection of these monsters is so extensive that more than one book has been devoted to them.
Over the centuries, humans have learned to recognize and even deal with hellish beasts. New and strong rituals and prayers were created. Shamans and magicians prepared potions and built amulets that were to protect man from the omnipresent demons.
Despite all these efforts, however, it was enough that it was getting dark and the fire slowly faded, and the monsters appeared.
Today I will tell you about Kikimor, one of the less pleasant creatures that haunted the country cottages, poisoning the already not easy peasant life.
KIKIMORA ALSO CALLED CHINESE
Kikimore was a nasty creature. She visited remote villages and settlements, looking for a place for herself. She was drawn to cursed places and places where horrible things had happened, the more horrible the better.
Kikimora felt especially comfortable in houses built in old cemeteries and former places of dark cults. She really liked people who were cursed or cursed by someone. When such people lived in their cursed house, Kikimora felt there, just like you in a luxury hotel.
The appearance of the monster could be deceptive, for it resembled an aged, impoverished old woman dressed in patched and frayed clothes. On closer inspection, however, you could see a bird's beak-like nose and bird's claws for feet.
Once she had chosen the place where she wanted to live, it was hard to dissuade her from doing so. She settled down in some dark, rarely visited corner, and hidden in the gloom, she began her reign. She loved dusty attics or dark and damp basements, preferably those that had never been cleaned.
Kikimora's job was to make life difficult for the inhabitants of the farmyard. Their fear and anger were food for her that she could never get enough of. It started out inconspicuously and rather not threateningly, with gentle knocks and noises. Over time, however, the Kikimora grew louder and the noise grew louder. There were loud moans, screams, and screams. Worse still, the monster was starting to harass the townspeople more directly.
Kikimora sneaked into the bedroom at night and ripped people's hair out of people's heads, as well as tore clothes and destroyed various equipment. She also did not forgive domestic animals. Frightened cows stopped giving milk, and chickens with feathers torn out wailed all day instead of laying eggs.
Most often, the only way to get away from Kikimora was to move.
A LEGEND OF DEFEATED KIKIMORA
It once happened that a family of peasants struggled for months with the problems caused by their cottage. There was still something squeaking and squeaking, and it was impossible to sleep at night due to the squeals and terrible gurgling noise from the attic. One evening a peasant complained to other cops in a nearby inn that he would have to look for another place in the world for himself and his family.
Fortunately, all this conversation was listened to by a merchant, returning from countries far to the east. He puffed on a pipe and scratched behind the ear of the huge wolf that lay at his feet. Finally, he approached the peasant and asked if he probably had a solution to his problems. Wandering through the great world for many years, he had heard about such monsters and probably could deal with them.
They agreed that the peasant would take the family to his neighbors and that the merchant and his wolf would take his place.
The first night passed rather quietly, as did the second and third. Another one was full of screams and screams coming from the attic. The monster, initially slightly intimidated by its new host, has now begun to rage with redoubled strength. The next night, the merchant opened all the doors and windows, and then let the wolf into the house.
At night, Kikimora came down from the attic and began to rummage with interest among the things of the new inhabitant of the hut. Eventually, she saw a wolf and mistook it for an ordinary dog that couldn't see her anyway. However, she was wrong. The wolf, like a wild creature, was not much different from the shadow beast and perfectly saw the monster wandering around the house.
Finally, Kikimora noticed the animal, which seemed to be looking directly at her, and got angry. She came closer and was about to pull his tail to scare the pooch out of the house when she suddenly felt his teeth against her neck. The wolf tore her neck with one snap and without a moment of pause, he started massacring other parts of the old woman's body. Terrified by the animal's reaction, she howled and scurried out the window, to disappear somewhere in the surrounding fields.
The monster never returned, and the peasant and his family continued to live as they had before the monster appeared.
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