[Darkwood-SCA] A Russian Fairy Tale
Laurie Hupman
rose at santiagosmagic.com
Wed Aug 27 19:13:15 PDT 2008
The Frog Princess
Once upon a time in a faraway land, there was a tsar who had three
three unmarried sons. The tsar wanted them all to marry and carry on
their line. He told them, "Each of you must go out to the field beyond
the palace grounds and shoot an arrow into the air as far as you can.
You must marry whoever lives at the place where your arrow lands."
The three sons did as their father had asked. The arrow of the eldest
son landed in the courtyard of a boyar (nobleman) and the boyar's
daughter picked it up. The arrow of the middle son fell into a
merchant's yard, where the merchant's daughter found it. The youngest
son, Prince Ivan, shot his arrow into a swamp. When he went into the
swamp to find it, he found a frog holding the arrow in its mouth.
Being a dutiful son, he did what his father had asked, and all three
sons married their brides.
Of course, the first two sons never tired in the days that followed of
laughing at their younger brother and his frog-wife. Prince Ivan was
very sad, but he kept his bargain and treated the frog as if she were
a princess. At least she was a frog who was able to speak.
One day the tsar called his three sons to him and said, "I want each
of your wives to sew me the best possible shirt she can by tomorrow
morning."
The first two sons went off to tell the tsar's command to their wives,
while Prince Ivan went home looking very sad. When the frog asked him
what was wrong, he said, "My father wants you to sew him a beautiful
shirt by tomorrow." "Oh, don't worry, Prince Ivan," the frog replied,
"just go to bed. Morning is wiser than evening."
That night when everyone was asleep, the frog turned into a beautiful
princess named Vasilisa the Wise. She clapped her hands together and
said, "Come, my maids and servants, sew me a shirt like the one I saw
at my dear father's!" In the morning Ivan woke to find a beautiful
shirt lying on a chair and ran happily with it to the palace. The tsar
did not like the shirts of his other daughters-in-law, but loved the
one Ivan had brought.
A few days later, the tsar said to his sons, "I want your wives to
bake the finest bread for me by tomorrow." Of course, the same thing
happened; the frog made the bread that pleased the tsar best. Then the
tsar told his sons, "Dear sons, tomorrow I will hold a feast at the
palace. I want you to bring your wives dressed in their finest
clothes." Prince Ivan went home and told the frog about the feast. She
told him, "Don't worry, Prince Ivan, go to the feast by yourself. I
will come later."
Next day Ivan went to the feast alone, and his brothers and their
wives started to laugh at him, saying, "Where is your frog-wife?" All
of a sudden everybody heard a thunderous sound approaching the palace.
A golden carriage drove up to the entrance, the door opened, and
Vasilisa the Wise descended from the carriage. To everyone's
astonishment, she took the hand of Prince Ivan and walked in with him
to the feast.
At the dinner table Vasilisa, after eating the main course of baked
swan, put some of the bones up her sleeve, drank some wine, and poured
the rest from the glass up her other sleeve. Her sisters-in-law saw
her and repeated what she had done. When everyone got up to dance,
Vasilisa, dancing with Ivan, waved with one sleeve and a lake
appeared, then waved with another sleeve and several white swans
appeared on the lake. Her sisters-in-law also waved with their
sleeves, but they only splashed the guests with wine and threw bones
all over the dance floor.
Prince Ivan was so overjoyed to have such a wonderful wife that he ran
home while everyone was still at the feast and burned his wife's
discarded frog skin so that she would remain beautiful. When Vasilisa
returned home and could not find her frog skin, she became sad and
said, "Ah, Prince Ivan, you have no idea what you did. If you had
waited three more days, I would have been your real wife forever. But
now I must go live as the prisoner of Koshchei the Deathless." Then
she disappeared.
Ivan wept sorrowfully and went to search for his wife. On the way he
met an old man and told him what happened. The old man said,
"Vasilisa's father turned her into a frog for three years, because she
was wiser than he. If you wish to find her, Ivan, take this ball and
follow it as it rolls along the ground."
Ivan followed the ball into the forest where he met a bear. Being very
hungry, he was about to shoot the bear with an arrow but the bear
begged him, "Don't kill me, prince. I will help you in the future."
Journeying further into the forest, Ivan saw a drake and wanted to
kill it with his arrow. But the drake begged him, "Don't kill me,
Prince Ivan. I could be helpful to you."
So Ivan kept walking onward, getting hungrier and hungrier. Later he
came across a rabbit and also could not kill it, because the rabbit
begged him not to. The same thing happened when he came to the
seashore and encountered a pike.
Soon Ivan came to a little hut on chicken legs where a Baba Yaga
(Grandmother Spirit) lived. She told him, "Vasilisa is at Koshchei's
house. It's hard to win a victory over him. His death is at a needle's
end, the needle is in an egg, the egg is in a duck, the duck is in a
rabbit, the rabbit is in a stone chest, the chest is at the top of a
tall oak-tree." Ivan thanked her.
He continued onward until he found the oak-tree, but it was too tall
to climb and too strong to cut down. All of a sudden the bear Ivan had
spared appeared and tore the tree up by its roots. The chest fell out
of the tree and broke. The rabbit jumped out and wanted to run away.
But the rabbit Ivan had spared overtook the first one and killed it.
The duck flew out from the rabbit, but the drake Ivan had spared
caught it. The egg fell out of the duck into the sea. The pike Ivan
had spared found the egg and brought it to Ivan. He opened the egg,
broke off the point of the needle and Koschei instantly died in his
palace. Vasilisa was now free. Prince Ivan and Vasilisa returned home
and lived happily together for the rest of their lives.
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