Stories of cinderella

ONCE there was a gentleman who married, for His second wife, the proudest and most haughty woman That Was ever seen. She Had, by a former husband, two daughters of her own humor, who Were, indeed, Exactly like her in all things. He HAD likewise, by another wife, a young daughter, but of unparalleled goodness and sweetness of temper, 'which she Took from her mother, who was the best creatures in the world.
No sooner Were the ceremonies of the wedding over but the mother-in-law Began to show herself in her true colors. She Could not bear the good qualities of this pretty girl, and the less Because They made her own daughters Appear odious the blackberries. She employed her in the meanest work of the house: she scoured the dishes, tables, etc.., And scrubbed madam's chamber, and Those of misses, her daughters, she lay up in a sorry garret, upon a wretched straw bed, while her sisters lay in fine rooms, with floors all inlaid, upon beds of the very newest fashion, and where They HAD looking-glasses so large That They Might see Themselves at Their full length from head to foot.
The poor girl bore all Patiently, and dared not tell her father, who would have rattled her off; for His wife governed Entirely HIM. When She Had done her work, she used to go into the chimney-corner, and sit down among Cinders and ashes, 'which made her Commonly Called Cinderwench well, but the youngest, who was not so rude and uncivil as the eldest, Called her Cinderella. However, Cinderella, NOTWITHSTANDING her mean apparel, was a hundred times handsomer than her sisters, though always dressed very richly They Were.

It Happened That the King's son Gave a ball, and invited all persons of fashion to it. Our young misses were also invited, for They cut a very grand figure among the quality. They Were mightily delighted at this invitation, and wonderfully busy in choosing out Such gowns, petticoats, and head-clothes as might Become them. This was a new trouble to Cinderella, for it was she who ironed her sisters' linen, and plaited Their ruffles; They talked all day long of nothing but How They Should Be dressed.
"For my part," said the eldest, "I will wear my red velvet suit with French trimming."
"And I," said the youngest, "shall have my usual petticoat; but then, to Make Amends For That, I will put on my gold-flowered manteau, and my diamond stomacher, 'which is making from being the most ordinary one in the world. " They sent for the best tire-woman Could They get to make up Their head-dresses and adjust Their double pinners, and They HAD Their red brushes and patches from Mademoiselle de la Poche.
Cinderella was likewise Called Up To Them To Be Consulted in All These matters, for She Had excellent Notions, and advised Them always for the best, nay, her services to dress and Offered Their Heads, 'which' They were very willing she should do. As she was doing this, They said to her:
"Cinderella, would you not be glad to go to the ball?"
"Alas!" she said, "you only jeer me, it is not for Such as I am to go thither."
"Thou art in the right of it," They replied, "it would make the people laugh to see a Cinderwench at a ball."
Anyone but Cinderella would have dressed Their heads awry, but she was very good, and perfectly well dressed Them They Were Almost two days without eating, so much They Were Transported with joy. They broke above a dozen laces in trying to be laced up close, That They Might have a fine slender shape, and They Were at Their Continually looking-glass. At last the happy day Came, They went to Court, and Cinderella Followed Them with her eyes as long as she could, and when to She Had lost sight of Them, she fell a-crying.
Her godmother, who saw her all in tears, asked her what was the matter.
"I Wish I Could - I Wish I Could -" she was not Able to speak the rest, being interrupted by her tears and sobbing. This godmother of hers, who was a fairy, said to her, "Thou wishest thou couldst go to the ball, is it not so?"
"Y - es," cried Cinderella, with a great sigh.
"Well," said her godmother, "be but a good girl, and I will contrive That thou shalt go." Then she Took her into her chamber, and said to her, "Run into the garden, and bring me a pumpkin."
Immediately Cinderella went to gather the finest she Could get, and Brought it to her godmother, not being Able to imagine how this pumpkin Could make her go to the ball. Her godmother scooped out all the inside of it, HAVING left nothing but the rind; Which done, she struck it with her wand, and Instantly the pumpkin was turned into a fine coach, gilded all over with gold.
She then went to look into her mouse-trap, where she found six mice, all alive, and ordered Cinderella to lift up a little the trapdoor, when, giving Each mouse, as it went out, a little tap with her wand, the Mouse Was That moment turned into a fine horse, which effectively made Altogether a very fine set of six horses of a beautiful mouse-colored dapple-gray. Being at a loss for a coachman,
"I will go and see," says Cinderella, "if there is never a rat in the rat-trap - we may make a coachman of HIM."
"Thou art in the right," replied her godmother; "go and look."
Cinderella Brought her to the trap, and in it there Were three huge rats. The fairy made choice of one of the three Which Had the largest beard, and, HAVING HIM touched with her wand, he was turned into a fat, jolly coach-man, who Had the smartest whiskers eyes ever beheld. After That, she said to her:
"Go again into the garden, and you will find six lizards behind the watering-pot, bring them to me."
She Had no sooner done so but her godmother turned Them into six footmen, who skipped up Immediately behind the coach, With Their liveries all bedaubed with gold and silver, and clung as close behind as Each Other If They HAD done nothing else Their whole lives . The Fairy then said to Cinderella: "Well, you see here an equipage fit to go towith the ball, are you not pleased with it? "
"Oh yes," she cried, "but I must go thither as I am, In These nasty rags?"
Her godmother only just touched her with her wand, and, at the instant examination, Were her clothes turned into cloth of gold and silver, all beset with jewels. This done, she Gave her a pair of glass slippers, the prettiest in the whole world. Being Thus decked out, she got up into her coach, but her godmother, above all things, commanded her not to stay till after midnight, telling her, at The Same Time, That if she stayed one moment longer?, The coach would be to pumpkin again, her horses mice, her coachman a rat, her footmen lizards, and her clothes Become just as They Were before.
She promised her godmother she would not fail of leaving the ball before midnight, and then away she drives, scarce Able to Contain herself for joy. The King's son who was Told That a great princess, Whom nobody Knew, was like, ran out to receive her, he Gave His her hand as she alighted out of the coach, and led her into the ball, among all the company. Immediately there was a Profound silence, They left off dancing, and the violins ceased to play, so attentive was everyone referred to the singular beauties of the unknown new-comer. Nothing Heard was then but a confused noise of:
"Ha! How handsome she is! Ha! How handsome she is!"
The King Himself, old as he was, Could not help watching her, and telling the Queen softly That it was a long time since he HAD seen so beautiful and lovely creatures.
All the ladies Were Considering busied in her clothes and headdress, That They Might have some made next day after the examination pattern, provided They Could Meet with Such a view as material and Able hands to make them. The King's son Conducted her to the most honorable seat, and afterward Took her out to dance with HIM; she danced so very gracefully That They All blackberries and more Admired her. At the end of collation was served up, whereof the young prince ate not a morsel, so intently was he busied in gazing on her.
She went and sat down by her sisters, showing Them a thousand civilities, giving Them Part of the oranges and citrons Which HAD presented her with the Prince, 'which very much surprised Them, for They did not know her. Thus while Cinderella was amusing her sisters, she Heard the clock strike eleven and three-quarters, whereupon she made a courtesy Immediately to the company and Hasted away as fast as she Could.
When she got home she ran to seek out her godmother, and, after HAVING Thanked her, she said she Could not but heartily wish she might go next day to the ball, Because The King's son HAD Desired her.
As she was eagerly telling her godmother whatever HAD passed at the ball, her two sisters knocked at the door, 'which Cinderella ran and opened.
"How long you have stayed!" cried she, gaping, rubbing her eyes and stretching herself as if She Had Been just waked out of her sleep, She Had not, However, any Manner of inclination to sleep since They went from home.
"If thou hadst Been at the ball," said one of her sisters, "thou wouldst not Have Been tired with it. There Came thither the finest princess, the most beautiful ever was seen with mortal eyes; she Showed us a thousand civilities, Gave us oranges and citrons and. "
Cinderella Seemed very indifferent in the matter, indeed, she asked Them the name Of That princess, but They Told her They did not know it, and That the King's son was very uneasy on her account and would give all the world to know who she was. At this Cinderella, smiling, replied:
"She must, then, be very beautiful indeed, how happy you sono stati! Could not I see her? Oh, dear Miss Charlotte, do lend me your yellow suit of clothes you wear Which every day."
"Ay, to be sure!" cried Miss Charlotte, "lend my clothes to a dirty Cinderwench Such as thou art! I Should Be a fool." Cinderella, indeed, expected well Such answer, and was very glad of the Refusal, for she would sono stati sadly put to it if her sister HAD lent her what she asked for jestingly.
The next day the two sisters Were at the ball, and I was Cinderella, but dressed blackberries magnificently than before. The King's son was always by her, and never ceased His compliments and kind speeches to her, To Whom all this was so far from being tiresome That She quite forgot what her godmother HAD recommended to her and I know That she, at last, counted the clock striking twelve When She Took It to be no more than eleven, she then rose up and Fled, as nimble as a deer. The Prince Followed, but could not overtake her. She left behind one of her glass slippers, 'which the Prince Took up most carefully. She got home but quite out of breath, and in her nasty old clothes, HAVING nothing left her of all her finery but one of the little slippers, fellow to That She dropped. The guards at the palace gate Were Asked:
If They HAD not seen a princess go out.
Who said: They HAD seen nobody go out but a young girl, very meanly dressed, and who HAD blackberries the air of a poor country wench than a gentlewoman.
When the two sisters returned from the ball Cinderella asked them: If They HAD Been well diverted, and if the fine lady HAD been there.
They Told her: Yes, but That She hurried away Immediately When It struck twelve, and with so much haste That She dropped one of her little glass slippers, the prettiest in the world, 'which the King's son HAD taken up; That he HAD done nothing but look at her all the time at the ball, and most That Certainly he was very much in love with the beautiful person who owned the glass slipper.
What They Said was very true; for a Few Days after the King's son Caused It To Be Proclaimed, by sound of trumpet, That he would marry her Whose foot the slipper would just fit. They employed Whom he Began to try it upon the princesses, then the duchesses and all the Court, but in vain; it was Brought to the two sisters, who did all They Could Possibly to thrust Their foot into the slipper, but They Could not effect it. Cinderella, who saw all this, and Knew her slipper, said to Them, laughing:
"Let me see if it will not fit me."
Her sisters burst out a-laughing, and Began to banter her. The gentleman who was sent to try the slipper Looked earnestly at Cinderella, and, finding her very handsome, said:
That it was but just she should try, and That he HAD orders to let everyone make trial.
He obliged Cinderella to sit down, and, putting the slipper to her foot, he found it went on very raised easily, and-fitted her as if It Had Been Made of wax. The astonishment her two sisters Were in was excessively great, but still abundantly Greater When Cinderella pulled out of her pocket the other slipper, and put it on her foot. Thereupon, In Bedroo her godmother, who, with her wand HAVING touched Cinderella's clothes, made Them richer and more magnificent than any of Those She Had before.
And now her two sisters found her to be late That, beautiful lady Whom They HAD seen at the ball. They thre Themselves at her feet to beg pardon for all the ill-treatment made her undergo They HAD. Cinderella Took them up, and, as she embraced Them, cried:
Them That she forgave with all her heart, and Desired Them always to love her.
She was Conducted to the young prince, dressed as she was, he thought her blackberries charming than ever, and, A Few days after, married her. Cinderella, who was no less good than beautiful, Gave her two sisters lodgings in the palace.



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The Elf Of The Rose

Good Read The Elf Of The Rose

In the midst of a garden Grew to rose-tree in full blossom, and in the prettiest of all the roses lived an elf. He was Such a wee little thing, That no human eye Could see HIM. Behind Each leaf of the rose he had a sleeping chamber. He was as well formed and as beautiful as a little child Could Be, and Had Wings That Reached from His shoulders to His feet. Oh, what sweet fragrance there was in His chambers! Were and how clean and beautiful on the walls! They Were for the blushing leaves of the rose.
During the whole day he enjoyed Himself in the warm sunshine, flew from flower to flower, and danced on the wings of the flying butterflies. Then He Took His Head into it to measure how many steps he would have to go through the roads and cross-roads That Are on the leaf of a linden-tree. What we call the veins on a leaf, He Took for roads, ay, and very long roads They Were for him, for before he HAD His task half finished, the sun went down: he HAD commenced His work too late. It Became very cold, the dew fell, and the wind blew, and I know he thought the best thing he could do would be to return home. He hurried Himself as much as he Could, but he found the roses all closed up, and he Could not get in, not a single roses Stood open. The poor little elf was very much frightened. He HAD never before Been out at night, but HAD always slumbered secretly behind the warm rose-leaves.
Oh, this would be Certainly His death. At the other end of the garden, he Knew there was an arbor, overgrown with beautiful honey-suckles. The blossoms looked like large painted horns, and he thought to Himself, he would go and sleep in the morning till one of These. He flew thither, but "hush!" Were two people in the arbor,-a handsome young man and a beautiful lady. They sat side by side, and Wished That They Might never be obliged to part. They loved Each Other much more than the best child can love ITS father and mother.
"But we must part," said the young man, "your brother does not like our engagement, and Therefore he sends me so far away on business, over mountains and seas. Farewell, my sweet bride, for I know you are to me. "And then They Kissed Each Other, and the girl Wept, and Gave HIM roses, but before she did know, she pressed a kiss upon it so fervently That the flower opened . Then the little elf flew in, and leaned His head on the delicate, fragrant walls. Here he plainly Could hear Them say, "Farewell, farewell," and he felt the roses That HAD Been Placed on the young man's breast. Oh, how His heart did beat! The little elf Could not go to sleep, it thumped so loudly. The young man Took it out as he Walked through the dark wood alone, and kissed the flower so violently and so Often, the little elf That was Almost crushed. Could he feel through the leaf how hot the lips of the young man Were, and the rose HAD opened, as if from the heat of the noonday sun.
There CAME another man, who Looked gloomy and wicked. He was the wicked brother of the beautiful maiden. He drew out a sharp knife, and while the other was kissing the rose, the HIM wicked man stabbed to death, then he cut off His head, and buried it with the body in the soft earth under the linden-tree.
"Now he is gone, and will soon be forgotten," thought the wicked brother, "he will never come back again. He was going on a long journey over mountains and seas, it is easy for a man to lose His Life in Such a journey. My sister will assumed he is dead, for he can not come back, and she will not give to question me about HIM. "
Then he scattered the dry leaves over the light earth with His foot, and went home through the darkness, but he went not alone, as he thought, the little elf-Accompanied HIM. He sat in a dry rolled-up linden-leaf, 'which HAD fallen from the tree on to the wicked man's head, as he was digging the grave. The hat was on the head now, 'which made it very dark, and the little elf shuddered with fright and indignation at the wicked deed.
It was the dawn of morning before the wicked man Reached home, He Took Off His hat, and went into His sister's room. There lay the beautiful, blooming girl, dreaming of HIM Whom she loved so, and who was now, she Supposed, traveling far away over mountain and sea. Her wicked brother stopped over her, Laughed and hideously, as fiends only can laugh. The dry leaf fell Out Of His hair upon the counterpane, but he did not notice it, and went to get a little sleep During the early morning hours. But the elf slipped out of the withered leaf, Placed Himself by the ear of the sleeping girl, and Told her, as in a dream, of the horrid murder; sheet on the place where her brother HAD slain her lover, and buried His body; and Told her of the linden-tree in full blossom, That Stood close by.


"That you may not think this is only a dream That I have told you," he said, "you will find on your bed a withered leaf." Then she awoke, and found it there. Oh, what bitter tears she shed! and she Could not open her heart to any one for relief. Stood the window open the whole day, and the little elf Could have raised easily Reached the roses, or any of the flowers, but he Could not find it in His heart to leave one so afflicted. Stood at the window in the bush bearing monthly roses. He seated Himself in one of the flowers, and gazed on the poor girl. Her brother Often CAME into the room, and would be quite cheerful, In Spite Of His base conduct, and I know she will not say a word to give HIM of her heart's grief.
As soon as night Came On, she slipped out of the house, and went into the wood, to the spot where the linden-tree Stood, and after removing the leaves from the earth, she turned it up, and there found who HAD HIM Been Murdered. Oh, how she Wept and Prayed That She Also might die! Gladly would she have taken the body home with her, but That was impossible, so she Took up the poor head with the closed eyes, kissed the cold lips, and shook the mold out of the beautiful hair.
"I will keep this," she said, and as soon as She Had covered the body again with the earth and leaves, she Took the head and a little sprig of jasmine That bloomed in the wood, near the spot where he was buried, Them and the carried home with her. As soon as she was in her room, she Took The largest flower-pot Could she find, and in this she Placed the head of the dead man, covered it up with earth, and planted the twig of jasmine in it.
"Farewell, farewell," Whispered the little elf. He Could not endure any longer to witness all this agony of grief, Therefore he flew away to His own roses in the garden. But the rose was faded; only dry leaves still clung to Few to the green hedge behind it. "Alas! how soon All That is good and beautiful passes away, "sighed the elf.
After a while he found another rose, 'which' Became His home, for among the ITS delicate fragrant leaves he Could dwell in safety. Every morning he flew to the window of the poor girl, and always found her weeping by the flower pot. The bitter tears fell upon the jasmine twig, and Each Day, paler and paler as she Became, the sprig appeared to grow greener and fresher. One shoot after another sprouted forth, and little white buds blossomed, 'which the poor girl fondly kissed. But her wicked brother scolded her, and asked her if she was going mad. He Could not imagine why she was weeping over That flower-pot, and it annoyed HIM. He did not know Whose eyes closed were there, nor what red lips Were fading beneath the earth. And one day she sat and leaned her head Against the flower-pot, and the little elf of the rose found her asleep. Then he seated Himself by her ear, talked to her Of That evening in the arbor, of the sweet perfume of the roses, and the loves of the elves. Sweetly she dreamed, Dreamt and while she, her life passed away calmly and gently, and her spirit was with HIM Whom she loved, in heaven. And the jasmine opened ITS large white bells, and spread forth ITS sweet fragrance; It Had no other way of showing ITS grief for the dead. But the wicked brother Considered the beautiful blooming plant as His own property, left To Him by His sister, and he Placed it in His sleeping room, close by His bed, for it was very lovely in appearance, and the fragrance sweet and delightful.
The little elf of the rose Followed it, and flew from flower to flower, telling Each little spirit That dwelt in the story of the Murdered Them young man, Whose head now formed part of the earth beneath Them, and of the wicked brother and the poor sister. "We know it," said Each little spirit in the flowers, "we know it, for we have not sprung from the eyes and lips of the Murdered one. We know it, we know it, "and the flowers With Their Heads nodded in a peculiar manner. The elf of the rose Could not Understand How They Could I rest quietly in the matter, so he flew to the bees, who Were gathering honey, and Told Them of the wicked brother. And the bees Told It To Their queen, who commanded the next morning That They Should Go and kill the murderer. But During the night, the first after the sister's death, while the brother was sleeping in His bed, close to where he HAD Placed the fragrant jasmine, every flower cup opened, and invisibly the little spirits stole out, armed with poisonous spears. They Placed Themselves by the ear of the sleeper, Told HIM dreadful dreams and then flew across His lips, His tongue and pricked With Their poisoned spears. "Now have we revenged the dead," They said, and flew back into the white bells of the jasmine flowers. When the morning came, and as soon as the window was opened, the rose elf, with the queen bee, and the whole swarm of bees, rushed in to kill HIM. But he was Already Dead. Were people standing round the bed, Saying That and the scent of the jasmine HAD HIM killed. Then the elf of the rose Understood the revenge of the flowers, and Explained it to the queen bee, and she, with the whole swarm, buzzed about the flower-pot. The bees Could not be driven away. Then a man Took it up to remove it, and one of the bees stung HIM in the hand, I know That he let the flower-pot fall, and it was broken to pieces. Then every one saw the whitened skull, and They Knew the dead man in the bed was a murderer. And the queen bee hummed in the air, and sang of the revenge of the flowers, and of the elf of the rose and Said That behind the smallest leaf dwells One, who can discover evil deeds, and punish Them also.


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A Rose From Homer's Grave

A Rose From The Grave Homer
All the songs from the eastern to talk about the love of the nightingale for the rose in the silent starlight night. The winged songster serenades fragrant flowers. Not far from Smyrna, where the merchant drives his loaded camels, proudly arching their long necks as they journey under the tall pine trees in the holy land, I saw a rose hedge. Turtle-dove flew among the branches of tall trees, and as the sunbeams fell on its wings, they sparkle as if they were mother-of-pearl.
In the rose-bush growing flowers, more beautiful than them all, and the nightingale sung of his woes, but the ride remained silent, even the dew lay like a tear of sympathy on her leaves. Finally he bowed his head in a pile of stones, and said, "Here lies the biggest singer in the world; over his tomb will I spread the fragrance, and on it I will let my leaves fall when the storm scatters them. He who sung of Troy became earth , and of the earth that I have sprung.
I, rose from the grave of Homer, was too high to bloom for a nightingale. "Then the nightingale sunghimself to death. A camel came, with a loaded camel and black slaves; small children found the bird dead, and buried the lovely songster in the grave of Homer, while the rose trembled in the wind. Night came, and wrapped up her leaves more closely round, and had a dream: and this is herdream.

The day was sunny fair; crowd of strangers who have been approached to do the pilgrimage to the tomb of Homer. Among the strangers was a singer from the north, the home of the clouds and the brilliant lights of the aurora borealis. He was picking up and placing it in a book, and took him away to a distant part of the world, was born. Rose faded with grief, and lay between the leaves of the book, which was opened in his own house, saying, "This is a rose from the grave of Homer."Then the flower awoke from her dream, and trembled in the wind. A drop of dew on the leaves fall from the singer's grave. The sun rises, and the flowers bloom more beautiful than ever. The day was hot, and he was still in his own warm Asia. Then footsteps approached, strangers, such as roses are seen in his dream, came, and among them was a poet of the north, he plucked a rose, pressed a kiss on the mouth fresh, and took him away to the house of the cloud and the northern lights. Like a mummy, the interest now lies in the "Iliad", and, as in his dream, he heard his father say, when he opened the book, "Here is risen from the grave of Homer."




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Fairytale prince bee

Stories about the prince of bees. Please read .........!!

The second son of 'King once went in search of adventure, and fell into the street, wildly chaotic lives, so do not go home again. The youngest, called stupid, went to seek his brothers, but when I finally found them, they mocked him for thinking he could go with the simplicity of the world, when they were not able to make their way, but that many intelligent.
They all three trips away together, and came to an anthill. The two old people want to destroy it, to see the little ants that crawl on their fears, and take the eggs away, but the stupid say, let the creatures in peace, will not allow you to destroy them.
Then he went on, and came to a lake, where a large number of ducks were swimming. The two brothers wanted to take the couple and Roasted, but fools will not allow it, and say, let the creatures in peace, will not allow you to kill them.
At last they came to the hive where the honey was so much that he ran out of the trunk where it is. Both want to make a fire under a tree, and suffocate the bees to get honey, but again stupid of them stopped and said, let the creatures in peace, will not allow you to burn.
Three brothers finally came to a stone castle where horses standing in stalls, and no human being visible, and are gone in all the rooms until, rather, in the end, came to a door where the three keys . At the center of the door, however, there is a small window, through which you can see in the room. We have seen a little gray man who was sitting at a table. They called him, once, twice, but did not hear, finally called it a third time, when he got up, opened the lock, and exit. He said nothing, but it made them costly to the table-spread, and when they had eaten and drunk, taken for each bedroom.
The next morning the little gray coming into the eldest, beckoned to him, and do it in a stone table, on which was written three tasks, the performance of the fort can be freed from the charm.
The first is that in the woods, under moss, pearl lay the princess, a thousand in number, which must be taken, and when the sun sets a pearl that is lacking, which is trying turn into stone. The eldest son went there and I tried all day, but when it ended, he found only a hundred, and what is written on the table becomes a reality, and turned to stone. The next day, in the middle of an adventure, but it works much better with him than with the oldest, has found more than two hundred pearls, and was turned to stone. Finally it was time to look foolish in the moss, but it is so difficult for him to find a pearl, and got up very slowly, she sat on a stone, and wept. And as he sat thus, the king of the ants whose life he saved, he came with five thousand ants, and soon the little creature has all the pearls together, and put down.
The second task, however, is to get the key from the lake from the bedroom of the king's daughter. When the jester reaches the lake, the ducks that have been saved, swam up to him, swooping down, and take the key out of the water.
But the third task is the harder, the girls slept three kings was the youngest and dearest to be sought. They, however, resemble each other exactly, and only distinguished by their different eating sweets before sleep, the oldest little 'sugar, the second a little' syrup, and a spoonful of honey.
Then the queen bee, the ignorant have been protected from fire, come and taste the lips of all three, and, finally, has been sitting in the mouth which had eaten honey, and so the king's son recognized the right of Princess. Then the spell is over, everything is delivered out of bed, and those who were turned to stone received once more their natural forms.
Foolish to marry the youngest and sweetest princess, and after the death of his father as king, and his two brothers have received two other sisters.


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The legend of Nyi Roro Kidul

The legend on the Indonesian story about Nyi Roro Kidul the guardian sea

Once upon a time, there is a beautiful princess named Kadita. Because of her beauty she was called Dewi Srengenge which means the sun is beautiful. His father was King Munding Wangi. Although he had a lovely daughter who is always happy because he always expected to have a son. Raja decides to cheer David Pearl, and he has a son from him. He was very happy. Dewi Mutiara wanted her son to be king in the future, so he must be sure for it. Goddess of pearls came to the king and asked him to drive his daughter. Of course, the king did not agree. "This is ridiculous, I'm not going to let any body do such cruel things to my children", said King Munding Wangi. When he heard the answer, Dewi pearl smiled and said nice things to the king's anger does not have anymore. However, she kept her bad intention deep in his heart.
In the morning before the sun risen, Mutiara Dewi sent the maid to call a black magician. He wanted to condemn Kadita black witch, her stepson. "I want a beautiful body full with scabies and itching If you succeed I will reward you with at this time had never occurred.". The order of the queen of black magicians do, the body has been filled with night Kadita scabies and itching. When he awoke, he found his body odor smell and had ulcers all over his body. The beautiful princess cried and did not know what to do.
When the King heard him very sad, he invited many doctors to cure her daughter. Day after day, no one could heal her daughter. She realized that her illness was not a common disease a person must send a curse or magic spell. The problem becomes more difficult when the Queen Dewi Mutiara forced him to drive his daughter. "Your son will bring bad luck to the whole country, said David Pearl King does not want his son to be a bad rumor all over the country .. Finally he had to agree to send her only daughter to leave the country.
 The poor princess went alone, he did not know where he should go. He almost could not cry anymore. He has a heart that bribe. He has no bad feelings with her stepmother, instead he always asked the Lord to accompany her suffer through it.
 Nearly seven days and seven nights he walked until he came to the southern ocean. He saw the sea. It was very clean and clear, unlike other ocean blue or green. He jumped into the water and swim. Suddenly when the southern sea water on her skin there was a miracle happened. Ulcer had disappeared and there was no sign that he never had scabies or itch. Even more she becomes more beautiful than ever. Not only that he has the power to rule the southern ocean. Now he's a fairy called Nyi Roro Kidul or Queen of the Southern Ocean that lives forever.
 This is the legend of the most spectacular to date in modern life even as you read this story, many people from Indonesia or from other countries have recognized that they had met a beautiful elf queen dressed in traditional Javanese. One of the famous beach hotel has made room for her suit.


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