A rusalka is a female ghost, water, succubus, or mermaid-like demon that dwell in the bottom of the river.
While her primary dwelling place was the body of water in which she died, the Rusalka could come out of the water at night, climb a tree, and sit there singing songs, sit on a dock and comb her hair, or join other Rusalki in circle dances.
In the middle of the night, they walk out to the bank and dance in the meadows. If they see a handsome man, they will fascinate them with songs and dancing, mesmerize them, and then lead them away to the river floor to their death.
THOSE WHO HAUNT THE EARTH: STRZYGAA strzyga is a female demon in Slavic folklore. They are born to human parents, possessing two souls in a single body and are identifiable by their double hearts and sets of teeth. When a strzyga was recognized, it was chased away from the community, usually resulting in early death. One soul passes on, but the second remains with the body. After the strzyga’s corpse returns to life, it begins to prey on other living creatures. They hunt at night in the form of an owl, attacking travelers and those who wander into the woods, consuming their prey’s blood and internal organs. A strzyga could also be satisfied with animal blood, but only for a short period of time. When a person recognized as a strzyga dies, decapitating the corpse and burying its head separate from the body was believed to prevent the strzyga from returning to life; burying the body face down with a sickle around its head was said to work as well.
I am the anon who knows Mal’va's feelings. And I am indeed someone you know IRL
[ anon you are seriously creeping me the fuck out right now. I’d suggest at this point to make your identity known or bug off. ]
Here are the photos for the articles of clothing I’m gonna use for my Halloween costume, which is for the Slavic goddess of death and winter, Morana.
Granted, the kerchief would look better if it were black, but I only have a green, red, and white one at my disposal, the red one being my moms and the white being mine.
I’ll most likely wear the same wreath that I’ve worn as a Mavka, although I feel as if the black one displayed above would be a better match in terms of colour.
There’s an energy crisis in our city. We lack life energy, a fuel for the people. We are synthetics….
[ *promotes new muse’s blog* ]
Lana inspected the gate to see whose footsteps had been echoing around the building.
"Who goes here?" she called out to the stranger.
Oleksiy put his hands up in a gesture of surrender, smiling tightly at being found out.
"It’s alright, Miss," he replied to the woman. "You have nothing to fear from me, I’m just inspecting the area."
Sherlock looked up skeptically. “What did you call me? Surterrain? I’ve never heard of such a thing.” Sherlock kept his eyes trained on the man as he took in what information he could.
"Yes, you’ve heard me correctly. And don’t concern yourself too much, it’s simply a term used by my kind to refer to those who live in the Aboveground."
Mal’va never even liked you, she just put up with you out of courtesy's sake.
Rip out my (Character’s) heart in one sentence.
"And how would you know how Mal’va feels about anything, you lying, grey-faced chort?”
Chihiro munched on her bento, not even bothering to pay much attention to the bland taste she’s had for human food ever since leaving the spirit world. She then fiddled with a trinket from the shop that Kurosawa-san had rewarded her with after her first successful day of work.
It was a silver talisman-like object with an ocean-blue marble hanging from the bottom. The Kanji characters that had been engraved on it read “Guide your soul back to where its true heart lies.” Chihiro at first thought that it was some kind of Shinto proverb, but she often looked at the talisman and considered how much she truly missed the world she had left all those years ago.
Were these words of encouragement? She guessed that time would tell in the end.
The wind chimes above the shop door suddenly tinkled, breaking Chihiro out of her stupour for the umpteenth time since she got this job. She had a strange suspicion that the objects in the shop were what was putting her into a daydream-like state, and rolled her eyes thinking about it.
She looked over to see who had entered the shop, and was surprised to find a European-looking man with grand, embellished clothes that could only belong to a noble from the past. His attire consisted of a black, short-sleeved tunic that was wrapped in a sash with gold and orange embroidery, and a long-sleeved undershirt was visible under the tunic. The collar went straight against his neck, around which hung a long, black cape.
It was the stranger’s facial features, however, that were the most striking. His hair came down to his shoulders in flowing locks, and there was a hint of a stubble upon his delicate chin. Above his sharp cheekbones a pair of bluebell-flaming eyes danced with mischief underneath expressive eyebrows as he smiled appraisingly, hands behind his back at the objects nearest to him, which happened to be various pendants and bracelets.
Chihiro approached him, slightly intimidated at his flamboyance. She thought it best to ask if he needed assistance in English, as she was too uncertain of his origins to know the right approach.
"May I help you?" she finally blurted out, immediately berating herself for how stupid her accent sounded.
Oleksiy flicked himself into a new randomized location with his flame transportation spell, his mind simply begging for a new adventure after having finally finished wading through the mountain of paperwork that was towering on top of his desk. He supposed that this was his punishment for being in absentee so often, but he swore on his fire that his outings were educational.
Opening his eyes when the flames cleared, he inspected his surroundings as usual. The air in this location felt and smelled more different than any that he’d ever encountered, and the vegetation hinted at a place somewhere in the Far East.
Suddenly, he heard a subtle chattering noise that seemed to be coming from the ground below him, which then revealed to belong to swarms of tiny, spirit-like creatures. Oleksiy gazed at them in fascination, a smile stretching its way across his face.
“Chudovo*,” he muttered. “Prosto chudovo…”
He wandered around the woodland area for a bit, then came across a path. Shrugging, he decided to follow it, and soon found himself deeper in the forest than he had been before. Although, he guessed that this wasn’t a forest that was completely wild, as it had this sort of orderly style about it that seemed a bit unnatural. He guessed that it was some sort of provincial park.
The path led him to a sort of house that greatly resembled those that he had seen when visiting the villages in Galicia and Volhynia, complete with a deck and a pyramidal-shaped roof. This one, however, had a more distinctly Eastern style and the only architecture he could think of that resembled that of Galicia-Volhynia was that of Japan.
Cautious as to not make any sounds that were too sudden, he approached it and slid the door open, causing the wind chime above it to jingle. Upon entry, he saw instantly that the elegant interior was decorated with various objects and trinkets, from which he felt tingles of magic leaking out. So this is a gift shop, then, he mused with a grin.
Suddenly a voice caught his attention, speaking to him in English. He turned towards it, seeing that it had belonged to a petite young woman, who was for some reason wincing. Bidnen’ka*, she must be embarrassed at her speech. The thought filled Oleksiy with endearment.
"Oh it’s quite alright," he replied to her with laughter in his smile, his translation spell automatically registering itself to Japanese, to his confirmed suspicions. "I am merely admiring your lovely collection of merchandise. In fact, I’m wondering how your vendor procured them."
What is your middle name? Yaroslava, the name of a princess of Kyivan Rus’ who married Henri I of France
Zebra or leopard print? Leopard
Do you have any fears? Just the typical human fears - falling, drowning, getting raped, getting lost…
Silver or gold? Silver
Top three places to visit. Ukraine, Finland, Japan
Where are you from? Ontario, Canada
First career you wanted as a child: Teacher and visual artist
What’s your sign? Aquarius
Future names of your children: They’d most likely be Ukrainian names
such as Dariy, Vsevolod, Svyatoslav, Volodymyr, and Oleksiy for boys; Dzvina, Solomiya, Ruta, Ksenia, or even my middle name Yaroslava
What are you listening to right now? Diabulus In Musica and Mors Principium Est
Do you believe in fate/destiny? I can sort of entertain the idea, but I’m too much of an existentialist to fully accept it personally
What are your career goals? French teacher, singer in a folk rock/metal band possibly
What is your favorite color? I’m very enamoured with the darker shades of colours, such as dark red, purple, green, teal, or blue
What is your favorite flower? Apple blossoms, tiger lilies, lotuses (despite never having seen any in real life) and poppies
What was the first concert/show you attended? Like, legit first one? I think… do Ukrainian artists count? Cause I could’ve sworn that it was either Oksana Bilozir, Ihor Bohdan, PIkkardiyska Terciya, or Viktor Pavlik. If you’re referring to first mainstream artist’s show, then Ruslana (who is also Ukrianian) I guess cause she won Eurovision in 04. Or wait… first non-Ukrainian show was a local band night. First famous non-Ukrainian show… Nightwish and Kamelot. Fuck yeah.
Something you are working on right now: Uhhh… stuff relating to uni I guess. Otherwise, I’m hypothetically working on a story idea which is based on Slavic mythology. Oh and I’m also furthering my language proficiency in French (which is what I’m majoring in), as well as planning to learn Japanese (
aka, being too damn lazy to just do it).
Have you ever had a near-death experience? I got hit just above the left ear with the sideview mirror of a pickup truck when jaywalking (make that jayrunning) across a major street in front of the bus that had dropped me off and not looking in the left direction which is where the truck was driving from
Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? Procrastinator. Always.
Left or right handed? Right.
TV Shows and anime you watch regularly. I watch everything online, as I don’t have cable but if I find Ukrainian dubs of things I happen to like on the Ukrainian channels my parents get on this internet based cable network they got, then I’d watch it (I MISSED THE INTERVIEW WITH THE CAST OF NOTRE DAME DE PARIS *SOBS*). But other than that, I’m waiting for the premiere of season 3 of Grimm, waiting for the 50th anniversary of Doctor Who, Season 3 of Sherlock (that one’s gonna be big, I tell you), and I’m working my way through Mushi-Shi, Arakawa Under the Bridge, and Girls und Panzer (IF YOU HAVEN’T HEARD OF THIS ANIME THEN JUST WATCH YOU WON’T REGRET IT’S BEAUTIFUL)
Halloween costume idea for this year? A Vila, which is a seductive nymph from Slavic mythology that shapeshifts to have harpy-like features when angered
What is your relationship status? I prefer to think of myself as a one-woman she-wolf pack
Last movie you watched? Where Do We Go Now? (SERIOUSLY JUST WATCH THIS MOVIE IT’S FUCKING BRILLIANT)
A song that’s been stuck in your head? Hidden Reality by Diabulus In Musica…THERE IS ONLY SO MUCH PAIN I CAN TAKE WITH MY MUSE JUST LEAVE ME IN PEACE
A book you want to read/have recently read. Reading four at once, actually - Wild Energy. Lana by Maryna & Serhiy Diachenko, Ruthenia by Vitaliy Klymchuk (ya, The Cuckoo’s Calling by Robert Galbrath (aka, JK Rowling incognito hohoho), and The House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones (of course gotta complete the Howl’s Moving Castle trilogy yes)
You there… Freeze! You’re under arrest for being so nice and cute. Copy this message to 10 other blogs that you think are beautiful and deserve it. Keep the game going and make others feel beautiful ❤ [ It is indeed - I love all the mythology stuff too .]
[ *hugs you firmly* lkfsdja; = u = ]