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Crimean Legend - The Grave of Mamay
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
In the Crimea, in an extreme antiquity there lived a man who wanted at any price to dominate over the whole world.
He made his home out of the town Kafa. The live of an ordinary man did'n suit him and he nursed a thought to seize Kafa. To achieve his aim Mamay began to select people thirsting for glory and easy money. When there were a great number of adherents Mamay ordered them to conceal in the town being ready for seizing and wait for his signal.
Crimean Legend - Maiden
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
On a high rocky mountainside in Sudak one can see the remains of the fortress. Up to now, walls and defence towers, temples and castles, where Genoese consuls of medieval Sugdeya lived, were preserved. On the very top of the mountain there is a lonely tower. The steep path with tracks of steps, broken up in the rock, leads to the tower. They say, that in ancient times, this tower already existed, and a daughter of an archont lived in it. She was the most beautiful girl in Tavrida. They say, Diophant, the best general of Mitridat, the Pontian tzar, was vainly striving for her hand.
Crimean Legend - Rocks the Wonder
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
Once upon a time when the South coast was covered by thick forest but the villages were already joined by narrow paths there.
Among lonely rocks of Simeiz lived a solitary hermit. This man did much harm to other people in his time. For many years he burned towns and villages, killed helpless old men, women and children. Especially there were a lot of girls he raped and saled in slavery.
Crimean Legend - Hikiya - the heroine of Hersonnes
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
There was the time when the chief arkhont Lamah ruled the prosperous Hersonnes. Hikiya was the only daughter of Lamah.
At the same time the neighbouring country Bospor was ruled by king Asandr who could do nothing but to think of the wealth of Hersonnes. He had failed to seize Hersonnes by force and now resorted to cunning. He offered his son to marry Hikiya in hope that after Lamah's death the power over Hersonnes would be given to next-of-kin Hikiya and after her to his son.
Crimean Legend - Healing lakes
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
Hey, you, strong horses, Cossack horses! Rush along quicker than acute Tatar arrows, pass the wind! Carry on wounded slaves to cherry gardens, to native dawns and waters of Dnepr...
Brave Zaporozhian Cossacks rushed along Crimean steppe, burn't by the broiling sun. And anxious thoughts were flying back. There, near foul Gezliov fire was still hooting, died sworn brothers had not got cold yet. A lot of them had lied down that day in the city of grief, the city of slavery.
Crimean Legend - Pont Aksinsky and Pont Euksinsky
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
It was many years ago. Proud and peaceable tribe of the mountain dwellers inhabited Tavrida. They never attacked anybody and nobody attacked them. Those mountain dwellers comprehended how to grow fragrant sweet grapes, fruit trees and roses on the mountain slopes.
There was a lot of game in the mountain forests. But the mountain dwellers did not trespass their weapons and used their bows only when they needed food. The mountain village enriched with every year...
Crimean Legend - The golden shore
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
People lived near the shores of worried sea-giant, near mountains, covered with green foam of herbes. That southern land was famous for it's amazing nature, innumerable wealth, but people lived there in poverty and were deeply unhappy. They were tormented under the oppression of Turkish conquerors for a long time. The ruller of Yalta, Akhmed-Aga made the dependent suffer a lot. He wanted to be the richest of the rich, stronger of the strongest. The groan of the sufferers made the sea grow dark and the mountains shivered in rage...
Crimean Legend - Why the Black Sea turbulent is
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
Long ago it was...The fairy-tale bogatyr lived in the world, he had an unheard strength and unseen courage. And he had an amazing arm - it was a fairy-tale arrow. It possessed the magic property. In the place where it was flowing the air was blazing up, the water started to boil, the ground was melting and everything alive was dying. It was a dreadful arm! Fortunately it was in reliable hands. Bogatyr was sensible and just man, he did not take the fiery arrow without any need. He did not encroach on the other countries and the enemies were afraid to attack his native land.
Crimean Legend - The origin of Yalta
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
Long ago Konstantinopol, the capital of the Byzantian Empire sent several ships in search for the new fertile lands. The voyage was not easy, as Pont Aksinsky - the Black Sea met the sailors by the storms and tempests. But when the tempest died away peoples' fate was not relieved. The thick fog covered the waves, it covered horizon and the sea. Many days the sailors roamed in uncertainty. There was neither fresh water nor food. Weakened and tired, people lost courage and waited for death...
Crimean Legend - The cornelian cherry - shaitan
Written by Êèðèëë ßñüêî
When Allah created the world and having done such a responsible work, was having a rest, the blessed spring came. The trees were green, buds were coming out, flowers appeared.Then all the living beings stretched to the heavenly blossoming gardens and a great noise arose. Somebody grabs one, the other pulls another, everybody is quarrelling, cursing.Allah couldn't bear all that, rose from his place and started bringing order. He called everybody and said:
- I order you to choose one plant and then you will just use it. Think properly, come to me and ask...