Heavy Wagon of Malmkrog

Tradition / Region: Romanian Mythology
Alternate Names: The Heavy Wagon; The Mountain Car; The Vespers Wagon
Category: Object, Wagon


The Myth

About thirty years before the tale was told, a farmer’s wife from Malmkrog was harvesting grain on a field high up the mountainside. Her small son, no more than four or five years old, sat in the shade of a few sheaves, restless and bored while she worked.

Below the field the slope dropped steeply into an old, half-cleared forest. It was late afternoon, and the village bells began to ring for vespers. According to custom and belief, people were meant to stop their labor and return home at that hour, but the woman remained in the field.

Then from the nearby woods came a sudden uproar.

The boy later said he heard the crack of whips echoing through the trees, along with loud shouting and calls of “Hi!” and “Ho!” It sounded as if many unseen men were straining to haul a heavily laden cart up the steep, trackless mountainside. The noise of wheels, crashing wood, and clattering harness rang through the forest, though no one could be seen.

Panic seized the woman. She ran to her child, snatched up what she had brought from home, and took his hand. Behind them the din grew louder — the shouts, the cracking whips, the grinding of the burdened wagon — as if the unseen drivers were drawing ever nearer.

Without looking back, she fled with the boy down the mountain toward the village.

That evening she told the men who had already returned from their work:

“When the bell rang for vespers, they came with the Heavy Wagon. Never again will I stay on the Hattert once the church bell rings.”

And from that time on, people remembered the tale and kept to the old custom, leaving the mountain fields when the bells began to sound.


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Sources

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Der schwere Wagen. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/derschwerewagen.html


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Smo of Minarken

Tradition / Region: Romanian Mythology
Alternate Names:
Category: Dragon


The Myth

A shepherd from Minarken once told how his companion Simon proved himself against the dreaded Smo.

In those days, the young men of the village often kept watch over their masters’ flocks at night. They would gather around their fire in the hills, laughing, boasting, and telling stories to pass the long hours.

One night Simon suddenly said, half in jest, “Do you think I could summon the Smo if I saw him flying past?”

The others laughed, but wagers were quickly made. Bottles of brandy were promised if he could do it, and Simon agreed.

Not long afterward, a flash of lightning appeared in the western sky. Soon the men saw what they feared most — the fiery Smo drawing nearer. Sparks streamed from it as it flew high through the darkness.

Simon sprang up. From his belt he drew the small iron fork he carried beside his knife. He swung it three times above his head and hurled it into the ground before him. Then he shouted across the mountains:

“When I call you, you must follow me and come to this place!”

Far away, the blazing dragon suddenly turned and came snarling toward them. At Simon’s command it halted before him.

“Where are you going?” Simon demanded.

With a dull voice and fire pouring from its mouth and eyes, the Smo answered, “I go to my sweetheart in the village below.”

“She is mine, not yours,” Simon declared. “You will stay here as long as I wish.”

And the spirit obeyed him.

For a long time Simon held the fiery dragon there beside the fire while the others watched in fear and amazement. Only toward morning did he lift the fork again, cast it once more into the ground, and command:

“Go back where you came from — but you shall not go to my village.”

At once the Smo rose into the air and drifted westward, slowly vanishing toward the dark horizon. By then the roosters were already crowing and the sky over the mountains was turning pale.

For when dawn comes, the spirits of the night must withdraw, and the world belongs again to humankind.


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Sources

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Stephan und der Drachen. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/stephan.html

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Berufung des Smo. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/berufungdessmo.html


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Black Chicken of Pretai

Tradition / Region: Romanian Mythology
Alternate Names: The Money Chicken; The Hearth Chicken; Black Familiar Chicken
Category: Chicken


The Myth

A man from Pretai was once returning home from the mill when he noticed something small and black lying by the roadside. When he bent down to look, he saw it was a chicken, entirely black. He picked it up and carried it home, placing it beneath the hearth and feeding it.

After some time, one night he heard a voice coming from the hearth. It was the chicken speaking.

“What should I bring you?” it asked.

Startled, the man muttered, “Be quiet! What could you possibly bring me?”

The following night, the chicken spoke again.
“What should I bring you?”

This time the man answered, “If you truly want to bring me something, then bring me plenty of money.”

From that night on, the chicken did exactly that, and the man soon became rich.


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Sources

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Das schwarze Huhn. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/dasschwarzehuhn.html


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Little One of Alzen

Tradition / Region: Romanian Mythology
Alternate Names: The Little One; The Hidden Boy; House Little One
Category: House dweller, Gnome


The Myth

In the village of Alzen there once lived a farmer named Stefan Guipets. In his house, people said, there lived a small unseen being known only as the Little One.

Whenever the family sat down to eat, they always threw the first bite beneath the table for him. In return, the household prospered. In the pantry stood a sack of grain that was never empty, no matter how much was taken from it. Yet no one was allowed to touch this sack carelessly, for it belonged to the Little One.

On the chimney of the house the farmer had written a warning:

“Whoever wants to keep something secret
must not tell any woman.”

And so the Little One remained in the house, unseen, fed, and quietly guarding the farmer’s fortune.


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Sources

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Der „Kleine“ in Alzen. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/alzen.html


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Servant as a Goat

Tradition / Region: Romanian Mythology
Alternate Names:
Category: Shapeshifter, Sheep


The Myth

In the Transylvanian village of Heitau, a Romanian farmhand once walked along the road with two maids. As they went, the man suddenly threw himself into a somersault. Then he somersaulted a second time, and a third.

At once he was no longer a man but a grey-spotted billy goat.

The animal charged furiously at the two girls. With its horns it gored and tore at their red katana, shredding the garments into pieces. The maids fled in terror as the goat raged around them.

After some time, the creature again threw itself into three somersaults. As it completed the last one, the goat vanished and the farmhand stood there once more in human form.

Yet the transformation had not left him untouched. A small shred of the torn red cloth had grown fast to his ears, and this strange mark, it was said, remained with him for the rest of his life.


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Sources

sagen.at contributors. (n.d.). Knecht als Ziegenbock. In sagen.at, from https://www.sagen.at/texte/sagen/rumaenien/siebenbuergen/knechtalsziegenbock.html


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