The Land of the Ancient Vyrajian Gods. Book 3. Curse of the Spirit Vila

By Elena Kryuchkova and Olga Kryuchkova

Excerpts from the book:
Siyana and Ladomira ran through the forest. Suddenly the witch stopped. She attracted the girl and, looking into her eyes, asked:
“Are you sure you want to tie your fate with the fate of Lesyar?”
“Yes...” muttered Ladomira.
“And you will not regret it? Would you regret having to leave your homeland?” pressed by a witch.
“I will not regret it,” the girl answered confidently.
“Then let's go, everything is prepared for the wedding.”
Following Ladomira and Siyana, the small fluffy kuksha flew. Finally, she got ahead of them on the approach to the ancient Temple and sat on the wooden shoulder of the Kupalnitsa statue in order to watch the upcoming rite high.
Meanwhile, wedding preparations were underway at the Lada Temple. Zhdana weaved wreaths, decorating with them the heads of the idols of Lada, Lelya and Kupalnitsa. At the entrance to the Temple, she spread a long piece of unpainted canvas, symbolizing the bridge, — the passage from the World of People to the World of the Gods, in front of which the marriage would take place.
While preparing, Zhdana sang an ancient song:
***
When yaryzhka appeared in the farm, Vadim weaved bast shoes. Seeing the relative, the owner was surprised:
“Has brother come? Apparently you need something from me if you went through five miles?!”
The yaryzhka laughed.
“So I'm not on foot, on a horse.”
“There is nothing to treat you. Do not blame me,” Vadim immediately showed “hospitality”.
“So I didn’t come for something,” yaryzhka took a small leather bag filled with silver coins from his belt and handed it to his brother. “Here, take it...”
He grinned, but accepted the small bag.
“I say well: you need something! What you need — say.”
“I want to get rid of the hunter, his name is Lesyar.”
Vadim laughed.
“Do you want to get rid? Voivode probably wants to! Only he can pay so much silver!”
“So help, or not?” asked the yaryzhka. “You can live on this silver for twenty years...”
Vadim weighed a bag in his hand.
“I will help.”
“Then pack up, you will come with me.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elena Kryuchkova
• Release date: Oct 26, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005893972

Elena Kryuchkova

Elena Kryuchkova started her creative path in 2012. She writes in different genres, such as: esotericism, fantasy, Slavic fantasy, sci-fi, dystopia, post-apocalyptic and others. Has several graphic works. A number of her novels were co-authored with Olga Kryuchkova.She is inspired by various fantasy and science fiction.Loves cats and draws.

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The Land of the Ancient Vyrajian Gods Book 3. Curse of the Spirit Vila

Elena Kryuchkova, Olga Kryuchkova

The Land of the Ancient Vyrajian Gods. Book 3. Curse of the Spirit Vila

Written By Elena Kryuchkova, Olga Kryuchkova

Copyright © 2021 Elena Kryuchkova, Olga Kryuchkova

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Cover Design © 2021 Elena Kryuchkova

Olga Kryuchkova

Elena Kryuchkova

The Land of the Ancient Vyrajian Gods

Book 3. Curse of the Spirit Vila

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Book 3. Curse of the Spirit Vila

This story is fiction and fantasy. And any similarity to real people or events are coincidental.

This story is completely fiction.

Chapter 1

Mother Lada, you create love and harmony, you fill the souls of our wives with motherhood. We praise you in ancient songs, which great-grandfathers sang and great-grandchildren will sing. The Firebird rush our souls to you, Radiant and Eternally beautiful. Your maternal love, like the sun, warms us, and we want to be with you forever. Like our ancestors praised mother Lada, so we, their great-grandchildren, praise the wife of Svarog. And may there be no end to this glory. Bless on a happy fate, a righteous life, so that we live worthily, glorifying the Gods of Light with our deeds.

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Jaromir with impatience and excitement in his heart waited for the night of Kupala. He decided: that night Ladomira will belong to him rightfully and no excuses and girlish shame will not help her.

On the eve of the festival, Bodrichi bathed in a lake, washed in banyas[1]. As soon as dusk came, the inhabitants of Velegosh walked to the forest lake. There they made bonfires. Bodrichi danced, sang songs, performed round dances and jumped over bonfires to clear themselves of various evils. From ancient times it was believed: whoever jumps above everyone else over the fire will be lucky most of all.

The flames of Kupala bonfires were considered sacred and purifying, Bodrichi believed that it drove away evil spirits and various ailments from a person. They brought with them a festive meal: cheesecakes with honey, goat cheese, vereshchagas[2], flat cakes with seeds, rye beers, kvass[3] cold.

Many Bodrichi went to the forest to the Kupala festival in search of a fern flower. From ancient times it was believed that it has magical powers and blooms only once a year, on the night of Kupala. Bodrichi believed that if you find a fern flower, it will show the way to the treasure. And so many inhabitants of Velegosh rushed into the thicket in order to find the treasured flower, and then take possession of the chest of Vila, full of merculs.

However, the treasure hunters did not know that he had already found Lesyar. And it was not as large as the inhabitants of Velegosh believed, but just the size of three palms by two, and resembled a casket for Knyaz's jewelry. But this casket was filled with silver, to a lesser extent copper merculs and various female jewelry. Lesyar spent several days searching for Vila’s treasures, rummaging through all the hiding places near the well, until he thought of going down into it. Holding on to a strong rope, the hunter slowly descended into the well, carefully inspecting the walls. The hunter's guess was confirmed: Vila kept her treasures in a small depression formed in the rotten wooden wall of the well. There was the treasured ‘chest’.

Ladomira and her friends wove wreaths and threw them into the lake. Older youth and Bodrichi led round dances around bonfires. The girls heard the songs:

"Yes, I’ll miss you,

I’ll give you a golden surya,

I’ll give you a beer with wheat

And feed white cheese."

Bonfires flared up more and more. People drank beer and surya. Girls and boys, holding hands, jumped over bonfires, thus consolidating their romantic union in the face of the god Agunya and the goddess Lada.

Ladomira wove a fifth wreath when Jaromir came up to her and, grabbing her by the waist, carried away to one of the bonfires. The girl stood beside the fire in the arms of her bridegroom. Her face felt the heat of fire...

Tell me in the face of Agunya and Lada: do you love me or not? asked Jaromir and, not waiting for an answer, kissed the bride. Ladomira felt the smell of Surya.

Jaromir broke the kiss and looked into the bride's eyes.

I heard about the hunter Lesyar.

From such words, everything inside the girl became colder. The heat of the fire suddenly turned into cold.

Everyone in Velegosh knows him, he lives in the forest. He loves Vila, the forest spirit, answered Ladomira.

And she thought to herself: Has he really guessed everything?

I don’t care what you had with him, Jaromir conjured again. "We will marry on Veresen[4]. And now jump with me through the flame!"

Before Ladomira had time to say anything, she already flew with the bridegroom hand in hand through the fire.

Having landed on the ground, Jaromir, catching his breath, said:

Now, you are my wife. Come on...

He led her to a linen tablecloth, on which dishes were laid out, jugs of