Now we don't care if you're a girl or a toy, if you're a game or a boy, if you're nerd or a whore
Все на английском, соберу, дабы не потерять.
Первую нашел сам, остальное принесла Бэлль.
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'There was once an old farmer who lived alone on a farm with his beautiful daughter. The owner of the farm came to the poor farmer one day and told him he planned to sell the farm if he could not pay for the land. Hearing of the farmer's plight, a rich old man approached him one day, and promised to pay the landowner for the farmer, and a handsome sum of extra gold, as long as he could marry his beautiful daughter. The farmer agreed, and promised to bring his daughter to the old man within the fortnight. When his daughter learned of the arranged marriage, she became upset and ran away to a nearby lake to drown herself. Before she could leap into the water, approaching from the side of the lake was a beautiful black stallion, soaked to the bone with water. Knowing of the Kelpie and it's legends, the woman begged for him to kill her, offering herself as a meal to the beast. Curious, the Kelpie answered and asked why the woman would offer herself so freely to him. Why did she wish for death? When the woman told him of her plight, the beast took pity upon her and instead offered for her to be his bride instead. The beautiful maiden agreed and and she promised to meet him at the edge of the lake the next day at midnight. To seal the promise, the Kelpie gave her a glorious ring and told her, 'Should anything keep you from me, simply toss the ring into any form of water, and I will come for you.' And so she left and returned home.
The next morning, she was cheerful, and the farmer suspected that she was planning something. So, he called a carriage and forced his daughter inside, deciding to take her to the home of the rich man earlier than was expected. As he attempted to lock the door, she quickly removed her ring, and tossed it into a nearby ditch. A few miles down the road, a handsome young man, soaked to the bone stepped before the carriage, spooking the horses as he cried out "Where are you taking my Bride?" While her father was surprised, she quickly fled the carriage and they both began to run. When her father gave chase he was shocked to see the figure of his daughter retreating on the back of a beautiful stallion. He watched as the majestic beast dove toward the still surface of the black lake, and heard his daughter cry out 'Do not fear, father, I am happier now.' before she disappeared with her Kelpie lover, lost to the world forever more.
The father was left, distraught by the banks of the lake, over his lost farm, and now, the loss of his only daughter.
The poor farmer died on the banks of the lake, waiting for his daughter to return, and after he was gone, and people began to travel this way and that, they tell stories of seeing a beautiful maiden at the edges of a lake; astride a beautiful stallion, beckoning them to ride with her. Those who succumb are taken to the depths of the lake, and never seen again.'
Девушка, переговорившая Кэльпина сайте
Once upon a time a soldier got out of the Army and decided to seek a bride.
"I don't care if she's plump, I don't care if she's homely, but I won't have a wife with a clacketing tongue," he said.
One day near an inn he saw a girl who smiled at him but didn't say a word. He asked the innkeeper who she was.
"That'll be the weaver's daughter. She's not much for talking."
"Not much for talking!" the soldier exclaimed. "She's the wife for me!"
The weaver told him his daughter hadn't talked for two years, but the soldier didn't mind, and so they were married. She was a very good listener. But by and by, as the evenings grew long, the soldier began to wish for another voice in the house.
On the advice of a friend, the soldier took his bride to a old wise woman, who fixed her gaze on the silent bride.
"Did you take a drink from a pool? Did you drop something into the water?" she asked the bride, whose eyebrows rose in surprise as she touched her hair and nodded.
"I knew it! You dropped something in the water, and the kelpie that lives there didn't like it!" the old woman said. "A kelpie is an evil water spirit and it loves to play tricks. Take away what you dropped into its water, and it should give back your voice. But be careful!"
The soldier took his bride to her home village and she led him to a deep pool. There, floating in the water, was her hair-ribbon. She fished it out with a long stick and tied it round her hair.
"Oh, my love, at last I can talk again!" she said. "And I have such a lot to say!"
She talked and she talked and she talked. The soldier was so happy for her that he didn't realize until a few days later that she never stopped talking. She even talked in her sleep!
Back he went to the wise woman, moaning about his wife's clacketing tongue.
"She's talked ever since she fished out her ribbon and put it in her hair," he said.
"She put it in her hair!" the wise woman said. "Didn't I tell you to be careful? The kelpie's water was on that ribbon! But I have a plan. When you talk to a kelpie, it has to answer. Why don't you see how it manages against your wife's clacketing tongue?"
Back at the kelpie pool, the bride called out, "Hallooo, kelpie, I've come to see you!"
The kelpie echoed: "Come to see you!"
"I've got a lot to tell you!"
"Lot to tell you!"
"We'll talk the whole day through!"
"The whole day through!"
She talked and she talked and she talked, and the kelpie echoed every word.
But as the hours passed, the soldier realized he loved his bride exactly the way she was - even her clacketing tongue.
He put his arm around her and said, "Let's go home."
With a grateful smile, she said, "Goodbye, Kelpie, I've got to go home!"
From the pool came nothing but silence.
Then the kelpie's voice rose up in a scream: "GO HOME!"
So they did. From that day forward, the bride talked only as much - or as little - as she wanted.
And she never drank from a kelpie pool again.
Кэльпи озера Лох-Гарвна сайте
The story of the Kelpie of Loch Garve (so it's technically an Each Uisge, but we'll keep it as Kelpie for this story) tells of a Kelpie that lived at the depths of the loch with his wife. Now the Kelpie obviously loved his cold wet lair at the bottom of the loch, and was well settled in his element. Although he would make trips on land (most likely hunting mortals) he was always glad to get home. His wife, however, was less impressed. She always felt the terrible cold, and shivered endlessly in that miserable lair at the bottom of the murky loch. At first the Kelpie put this down to her making a fuss over nothing, but as time went by she became more and more unhappy. Fearing that she might leave him, and worried about her welfare, the Kelpie racked his brains wondering what to do.
The very next day he made a decision. He went to shore and transformed himself into a handsome jet-black stallion (as kelpies mostly do) and made for the cottage of a local famous builder. The Kelpie tramped at the hearthstone until the man came out. Seeing this handsome black stallion standing before him, the man, either against his better judgement or oblivious to the warnings of waterhorses, was enticed to climb upon the horse's back. Immediately he became stuck fast, and the Kelpie galloped at high speed towards the loch with the terrified builder on his back. The Kelpie plunged into the icy waters, his tail pounding the surface like a thunder crash. As the two made their descent the reluctant passenger uttered a prayer. In what seemed like an age the builder was carried down into the black waters, but for some reason did not drown.
When they reached the bottom the Kelpie let the builder dismount, explained his predicament, and promised no hurt upon the builder or his family. He made a bargain that if the builder would do a small favour, then he and his family would have a plentiful supply of fish until the day he died: they would never want for food from the loch.
So the builder - in accordance with the Kelpie's wishes - set about building a huge magnificent fireplace and lum the like of which no mortal eyes had ever seen. The great chimney twisted upwards through the dark waters to almost the surface, to carry the smoke far away from the lair. Then the fireplace was lit and a great fire sprang up and began warming the submerged home. When the Kelpie saw the sheer delight upon his dear wife's face, he knew that the builder had fulfilled his bargain and more!
He took the builder back up through the dark, icy waters, and to his house, as if nothing had gone amiss that night - for time in the lands of the faeries does not have the same meaning here. True to his word the Kelpie never forgot the work of the tradesman. The builder and his family were never unable to put fish on the table, and lived like royalty.
But what of the Kelpie and his wife? Well, when the loch freezes over in the midst of the coldest winters, some say there is still to this day a patch of water that never freezes; a small patch of water that never cools like the rest of the loch. Perhaps where a tall lum nearly reaches the surface. This is because a fire still burns merrily in the lair of the Kelpie and his happy wife.
и совсем коротенькаяKelpies were also well known for stealing human girls to take as wives, never to see their families again. There is a story of a Kelpie's wife who managed to escape to dry land again, leaving the Kelpie and their baby son. Although she wept to leave her child, she longed for human company, and she knew the Kelpie loved his son and would care for him. She returned to her family who were overjoyed to see her again, thinking that she had been drowned years ago. But as they celebrated, a dreadful storm blew up, with howling winds and lashing rain. Above the noise of the storm they could hear the furious screams of the Kelpie. In the middle of the night, when they storm was at its worst, they heard a loud thump against the door of the house. They did not dare look, in case it was the Kelpie come for his wife. But in the morning the storm abated, and they opened the door to see what had crashed into it in the night... It was the severed head of the baby son.
Первую нашел сам, остальное принесла Бэлль.
Невеста кэльпина сайте
'There was once an old farmer who lived alone on a farm with his beautiful daughter. The owner of the farm came to the poor farmer one day and told him he planned to sell the farm if he could not pay for the land. Hearing of the farmer's plight, a rich old man approached him one day, and promised to pay the landowner for the farmer, and a handsome sum of extra gold, as long as he could marry his beautiful daughter. The farmer agreed, and promised to bring his daughter to the old man within the fortnight. When his daughter learned of the arranged marriage, she became upset and ran away to a nearby lake to drown herself. Before she could leap into the water, approaching from the side of the lake was a beautiful black stallion, soaked to the bone with water. Knowing of the Kelpie and it's legends, the woman begged for him to kill her, offering herself as a meal to the beast. Curious, the Kelpie answered and asked why the woman would offer herself so freely to him. Why did she wish for death? When the woman told him of her plight, the beast took pity upon her and instead offered for her to be his bride instead. The beautiful maiden agreed and and she promised to meet him at the edge of the lake the next day at midnight. To seal the promise, the Kelpie gave her a glorious ring and told her, 'Should anything keep you from me, simply toss the ring into any form of water, and I will come for you.' And so she left and returned home.
The next morning, she was cheerful, and the farmer suspected that she was planning something. So, he called a carriage and forced his daughter inside, deciding to take her to the home of the rich man earlier than was expected. As he attempted to lock the door, she quickly removed her ring, and tossed it into a nearby ditch. A few miles down the road, a handsome young man, soaked to the bone stepped before the carriage, spooking the horses as he cried out "Where are you taking my Bride?" While her father was surprised, she quickly fled the carriage and they both began to run. When her father gave chase he was shocked to see the figure of his daughter retreating on the back of a beautiful stallion. He watched as the majestic beast dove toward the still surface of the black lake, and heard his daughter cry out 'Do not fear, father, I am happier now.' before she disappeared with her Kelpie lover, lost to the world forever more.
The father was left, distraught by the banks of the lake, over his lost farm, and now, the loss of his only daughter.
The poor farmer died on the banks of the lake, waiting for his daughter to return, and after he was gone, and people began to travel this way and that, they tell stories of seeing a beautiful maiden at the edges of a lake; astride a beautiful stallion, beckoning them to ride with her. Those who succumb are taken to the depths of the lake, and never seen again.'
Девушка, переговорившая Кэльпина сайте
Once upon a time a soldier got out of the Army and decided to seek a bride.
"I don't care if she's plump, I don't care if she's homely, but I won't have a wife with a clacketing tongue," he said.
One day near an inn he saw a girl who smiled at him but didn't say a word. He asked the innkeeper who she was.
"That'll be the weaver's daughter. She's not much for talking."
"Not much for talking!" the soldier exclaimed. "She's the wife for me!"
The weaver told him his daughter hadn't talked for two years, but the soldier didn't mind, and so they were married. She was a very good listener. But by and by, as the evenings grew long, the soldier began to wish for another voice in the house.
On the advice of a friend, the soldier took his bride to a old wise woman, who fixed her gaze on the silent bride.
"Did you take a drink from a pool? Did you drop something into the water?" she asked the bride, whose eyebrows rose in surprise as she touched her hair and nodded.
"I knew it! You dropped something in the water, and the kelpie that lives there didn't like it!" the old woman said. "A kelpie is an evil water spirit and it loves to play tricks. Take away what you dropped into its water, and it should give back your voice. But be careful!"
The soldier took his bride to her home village and she led him to a deep pool. There, floating in the water, was her hair-ribbon. She fished it out with a long stick and tied it round her hair.
"Oh, my love, at last I can talk again!" she said. "And I have such a lot to say!"
She talked and she talked and she talked. The soldier was so happy for her that he didn't realize until a few days later that she never stopped talking. She even talked in her sleep!
Back he went to the wise woman, moaning about his wife's clacketing tongue.
"She's talked ever since she fished out her ribbon and put it in her hair," he said.
"She put it in her hair!" the wise woman said. "Didn't I tell you to be careful? The kelpie's water was on that ribbon! But I have a plan. When you talk to a kelpie, it has to answer. Why don't you see how it manages against your wife's clacketing tongue?"
Back at the kelpie pool, the bride called out, "Hallooo, kelpie, I've come to see you!"
The kelpie echoed: "Come to see you!"
"I've got a lot to tell you!"
"Lot to tell you!"
"We'll talk the whole day through!"
"The whole day through!"
She talked and she talked and she talked, and the kelpie echoed every word.
But as the hours passed, the soldier realized he loved his bride exactly the way she was - even her clacketing tongue.
He put his arm around her and said, "Let's go home."
With a grateful smile, she said, "Goodbye, Kelpie, I've got to go home!"
From the pool came nothing but silence.
Then the kelpie's voice rose up in a scream: "GO HOME!"
So they did. From that day forward, the bride talked only as much - or as little - as she wanted.
And she never drank from a kelpie pool again.
Кэльпи озера Лох-Гарвна сайте
The story of the Kelpie of Loch Garve (so it's technically an Each Uisge, but we'll keep it as Kelpie for this story) tells of a Kelpie that lived at the depths of the loch with his wife. Now the Kelpie obviously loved his cold wet lair at the bottom of the loch, and was well settled in his element. Although he would make trips on land (most likely hunting mortals) he was always glad to get home. His wife, however, was less impressed. She always felt the terrible cold, and shivered endlessly in that miserable lair at the bottom of the murky loch. At first the Kelpie put this down to her making a fuss over nothing, but as time went by she became more and more unhappy. Fearing that she might leave him, and worried about her welfare, the Kelpie racked his brains wondering what to do.
The very next day he made a decision. He went to shore and transformed himself into a handsome jet-black stallion (as kelpies mostly do) and made for the cottage of a local famous builder. The Kelpie tramped at the hearthstone until the man came out. Seeing this handsome black stallion standing before him, the man, either against his better judgement or oblivious to the warnings of waterhorses, was enticed to climb upon the horse's back. Immediately he became stuck fast, and the Kelpie galloped at high speed towards the loch with the terrified builder on his back. The Kelpie plunged into the icy waters, his tail pounding the surface like a thunder crash. As the two made their descent the reluctant passenger uttered a prayer. In what seemed like an age the builder was carried down into the black waters, but for some reason did not drown.
When they reached the bottom the Kelpie let the builder dismount, explained his predicament, and promised no hurt upon the builder or his family. He made a bargain that if the builder would do a small favour, then he and his family would have a plentiful supply of fish until the day he died: they would never want for food from the loch.
So the builder - in accordance with the Kelpie's wishes - set about building a huge magnificent fireplace and lum the like of which no mortal eyes had ever seen. The great chimney twisted upwards through the dark waters to almost the surface, to carry the smoke far away from the lair. Then the fireplace was lit and a great fire sprang up and began warming the submerged home. When the Kelpie saw the sheer delight upon his dear wife's face, he knew that the builder had fulfilled his bargain and more!
He took the builder back up through the dark, icy waters, and to his house, as if nothing had gone amiss that night - for time in the lands of the faeries does not have the same meaning here. True to his word the Kelpie never forgot the work of the tradesman. The builder and his family were never unable to put fish on the table, and lived like royalty.
But what of the Kelpie and his wife? Well, when the loch freezes over in the midst of the coldest winters, some say there is still to this day a patch of water that never freezes; a small patch of water that never cools like the rest of the loch. Perhaps where a tall lum nearly reaches the surface. This is because a fire still burns merrily in the lair of the Kelpie and his happy wife.
и совсем коротенькаяKelpies were also well known for stealing human girls to take as wives, never to see their families again. There is a story of a Kelpie's wife who managed to escape to dry land again, leaving the Kelpie and their baby son. Although she wept to leave her child, she longed for human company, and she knew the Kelpie loved his son and would care for him. She returned to her family who were overjoyed to see her again, thinking that she had been drowned years ago. But as they celebrated, a dreadful storm blew up, with howling winds and lashing rain. Above the noise of the storm they could hear the furious screams of the Kelpie. In the middle of the night, when they storm was at its worst, they heard a loud thump against the door of the house. They did not dare look, in case it was the Kelpie come for his wife. But in the morning the storm abated, and they opened the door to see what had crashed into it in the night... It was the severed head of the baby son.
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25.10.2012 в 17:38-
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25.10.2012 в 18:17-
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25.10.2012 в 18:19-
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08.05.2013 в 21:41Я их буду по периметру железным забором закрывать и еще и солью усиленно кормить.
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08.05.2013 в 22:13Кстати, они ведь и мои тоже, не факт, что им железо и соль придутся по душе)
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08.05.2013 в 22:51Мэб... вот чем мне вас всех кормить-то тогда! Я с ужасом преставляю наш семейный ужин!
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09.05.2013 в 20:29