Beautiful Pale Long Leg

Italy's cultural heritage does not consist solely of magnificent monuments and works of art valued all over the world, but also from the rich array of stories that the people have passed down through the ages , narratives that may be of different types and which can be divided into two main categories: fables and legends.

Of the first there are many collections, ancient or recent, famous or not famous, and most are set in a fantasy world entirely devoid of historical and geographical references.

the contrary, the legends always provide details about the historical and environmental context that are referenced and, for this reason, it is quite easy to go back through them to a place known for a famous individual or reconstruction of a fact narrated in different ways by historians the "official".

laws can have the most different origins and also have a wide variety of topics and writing styles in the majority find the intention to re-read at will el meager historical elements in order to embellish and equip them with meaning, then there will be the moral admonition , the reflections on evil, on the magnanimity and cunning that reside in the hearts of men, and finally, a recurrent element is the sense of awe and wonder that you feel in the face of events seemingly logical and considered supernatural. In particular, this feature in all the legends' s narration, or the pleasure of telling a story and expand flying with the imagination and makes the story even more attractive to the reader.

E 'key pass on tales, legends and superstitions because only in this way can be guaranteed and at the same time strengthen our customs and traditions, in fact, only by maintaining its strong roots and respecting the own native culture can fully appreciate the traditions of other peoples.

ourselves when we read ancient legends and fairy tales, and we make our enhanced with details, just as previous generations have done to our, is a popular tradition alive only when it remains dynamic, in that its shareholders not to crystallize it keeps evolving.

In particular, here present the legends, in my opinion very interesting, covering three lakes of northern Italy, still curious tourists destinations.

LAKE LAVARONE 1

One hundred and fifty years ago lived in Lavarone an old man with two children, good guys working in the fields all day and who helped her father whenever they were allowed.

Gradually, over time, the old man became ill but before his death so he will and left everything to his children, as long as everything was divided equally, the only exception was the forest beech that he possessed at noon from the church and would be inherited by his son more deserving.

Boys adhere to the guidelines expressed in his will, dividing everything equally, except for the forest. For the latter, they decided to go to court and seek the judge, who did not know what advice to give, but the two boys had an idea while they were on the way back: when you get home, have a sharp knife for each and the next day at dawn, they would go into the forest to compete with the knives. The winner would inherit the beech forest.

Once home, the fact implemented its plan: affiliation knives and went to sleep. The next day they rose early to prepare for the battle, but, approaching the place, were surprised to find a lake where before there was wood object of their contention, they were not, therefore, need to fight and they left the lake the City of Lavarone.

According to today when told by local people, when the fishermen go to fish in various parts of the lake, still pulling on the surface of beech branches.

THE LEGEND OF LAKE SAINT 2

Many people wonder why the mountain lake dominated by Mount Giovo, on the border between Tuscany and Emilia Romagna, is known as the "saint" and as an explanation that there is an ancient legend is still told by old mountain Tagliole.

Two centuries ago, in the lush woods surrounding Lake St., various living beasts: in the midst of foxes, weasels and badgers also appeared the wolves. In winter, when snow was falling thick, the animals were driven by hunger and went out of their burrows in search of ewes, lambs and rabbits to eat.

In that winter of 1801 There was an old wolf, cunning and voracious predator, which had taken so many sheep and lambs to the shepherds in the area, despite these traps were placed in narrow places and along the paths near the houses. The footprints in the snow indicated the coming of the voracious wolf and its return to the lair of the Mount Jupiter, while the blood shed here and there suggested that the animal had sacrificed many victims to satiate.

One Sunday Ulysses decided by mutual agreement with Tonio going to hunt the wolf, following in the footsteps he left on the snow, they would not return home until they have killed the animal.

They arrived at the icy expanse of the lake and there, near Mount Giovo, waited properties that the wolf came out of his hole, which he certainly was in the woods nearby, so of course the wolf was passing before them. However that morning it seemed that the animal was not going to go out and the two mountaineers spent hours and hours of waiting until suddenly one hears the mysterious silence of those places the bell of noon, he called to put the locals.

hearing that sound, Tonio came out of hiding and said to Odysseus that he would go to church every Sunday as he was wont to do; Ulysses looked at him with wonder, almost mocking, and said to his companion that he would have been waiting for the wolf, and then kill him, skin him and bring them home in triumph to the skin.

time that Toni went to church, here is that the wolf was advancing cautiously into the open, lazily moving his head and sniffing the cold winter air, and Ulises ready, took aim and fired. The echo of the shot rang out in the long silence of the valley.

He finished the animal with a second shot, feeling triumphant and already anticipating the fact that the glory was all his own, once back in the country. Meanwhile knelt to scuioare the wolf, whose hot blood, coming out and gurgling streams, flowing in streams in the snow, dissolution, when he was carrying out the work he felt a sudden noise, such as the glass is broken here is that the ice opened, breaking immediately and Ulysses launched a desperate cry, Seeing in the company of the wolf quickly disappear into the icy waters of the lake. Then all was quiet and in silence.

After Mass, Tonio Odysseus returned from the lake but saw a large pool of blood nearby and heard the gurgling water. He immediately put his hands through his hair and opened his eyes, he understood everything. Immediately ran along the road and told the incident terrified the country, the unbelievers went to the lake to see what had happened and they were speechless with horror.

In spring, the snow disappeared and the ice broke up, the lake back to shore, one day the wolf's body lying inert between the stones: all over the country gathered to see him. Ulysses, however, no trace, not even the other spit him back to the shore of the lake and never came back to light, it was thought that perhaps lying in the bottom of the water, entangled in the weeds.

But from that day on the lake quiet until then, no one knows why, stirred; sometimes dangerously overflowing and coming down to the valley to damage houses, pens, meadows, frightening the men and flocks.

The parish priest, after thinking long and hard about this abnormal phenomenon, thought to bless the waters and fix them forever in their bed, making a return to peace time. The next morning they were all in procession to the lake there, the parish priest, spoke with a serious face and pressing their fingers crossed, reading the book from the old grease that had brought and sprinkled with holy water for a long time, often with the arm gestures the waters of the lake. Once the ceremony all returned to their homes.

From that day on the waters roar and neither more nor flooded, almost stood still as the mountains that surrounded them. From that day of blessing the lake became a "saint" and for this reason it is still called the Holy Lake.

LAKE Subiolo 3

Subiolo The lake is a with a very narrow area, surrounded by mountains and located not far from Valstagna, it is fed by water that flows constantly from under the rocks and when it rains it swells considerably.

Tradition says that long ago, people wanted to measure the depth of the lake, they tied together the strings of five bells and Valstagna, stopping at the end of the bell clapper, tried to reach the bottom without succeed.

On the banks of the lake rise the Rocky Mountains, speckled with clumps of beech trees and a few tufts of grass here and there.

Sobiolo The lake has an outlet that flows in Brenta, when the rains are abundant, it becomes deep and impetuous, and the waters flowing over large rocks fallen from the mountains, foaming loudly, on the contrary, when the lake level drops, lick the moss that forms on the water.

Above emissary there is a bridge called Subiolo the same way: when you go there at night you hear screams and zuffolii (in local dialect subioi ) come from the lake that there is not visible, because hidden by a ledge of the mountain. Subiolo The name seems to derive from these unusual noises at night.

The local population supports that the place is inhabited by fairies and Beatrice and the subioi depend just by their presence. Among those who have seen these fairies is the carpenter Marco Michelini.

One evening Mark had gone to visit his girlfriend, was returning home with his quick pace and had to cross the bridge Subiolo and there had been many times but tonight the moon appeared brighter than usual and the water Subiolo were of silver.

Climbed on the bridge, he heard himself called, but tried to convince himself that he was wrong. The voice repeated his name again and again, until he turned and saw the Water Fairy dancing that made him a sign to approach, "Come, come with us! You've never experienced the happiness that we have! As long as the moon is shining, come dance with us. " "No, no! There is a deep lake. If I'm with you drown. "

" Are you afraid? "Asked Mark to do the laughing. "Look, the water is gone, there's more! Come. "

The water was really missing, you could see the bottom of the stones sparkle in the rays of the moon, the fairies were sitting quietly on the moss of the rocks and dry.

"No, no," repeated the young man as though he was subdued, he could not break away from the parapet of the bridge.

"So if you do not want to be happy with us," said the fairies, "I want to give a grace. So I will always remember us. Ask what you want ".

The young carpenter, trembling, stammered: "I wish ... I wish that my hands were able to do any carving." "Okay ... So be it!" They told him to do. "But, remember, you'll never be rich with your work."

The water then taken out from the fiery lake foaming against the rocks, the leaves of beech trees rustled, the shadow of the mountain was still: the moon had sunk behind the top and suddenly you were gone.

Since that day, Mark became a skilled engraver and the church of Valstagna you can still admire his work.

BIBLIOGRAPHY

Citroni, MC, Legends and stories of Emilia Romagna, Newton Compton, Rome, 1983.

Coulter, D., Legends and folk tales, de Veneto , Newton Compton, Rome, 1982.

Di Gregorio, A. (Ed.), Italian Legends, Volume I, RCS Libri, Milano, 2005.

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1 Source: Tales of Luserna (already collected by G. Bacher) edited by Alfonso Bellotto, Vicenza, 1978, pp. 161-65. "History" Cimbrian related to the particular world of the "small country" and the Seven Towns Vicenza Luserna.

Lavarone Lake is a small lake located on the plateau in the province of Trento. is one of the oldest lakes in the Alps, his background, in fact, is situated on a valley flat, waterproofed, due to a collapse dating to 210 BC

feeding the lake is guaranteed by small sources of surface water infiltration to groundwater flow out takes about an hour and a half to go up to 3 km away, in the downstream Centa, forming cascades of Vallempach. Because of its mild climate and the particular purity of its water, Lake Lavarone is the area of \u200b\u200bthe highlands a significant element of call: it is equipped for swimming and fishing.

often walked around this lake Sigmund Freud in the period when he spent his holidays in Lavarone in 1904, 1906, 1907 and 1923.

winter is home to an internship to learn the technique of saving under the ice.

2 Source: F. Richeldi, Novels and stories from life of the mountain , Modena, 1976, p. 73.

The Holy Lake of Modena is a mountain lake that is located in the province of Modena. It is fed by three tributaries: one gets out Boccaia, another from the coastal Serra and the third from the terrace of Borra of Pigs, but there is a single outlet place near the southern end of Refuge Victoria. The lake has mixed origin, glacial and landslide: about 150 m above the surface is a roof terrace, called Wad of Pigs, which breaks the uniformity of the eastern wall of the great Jaufen: this terrace has a width of 150 m and a length of 600 m, is large, grassy and traveled by a small stream that falls into the lake.

3 Source: Journal of Popular Traditions Italian a. I, May 1984, fasc. VI, p. 434.

Subiolo The Pond Bridge (also called the White Elephant) is located in the City of Valstagna (VI). It is one of the most visited cave by cave divers and divers for its ease of access to its vast size and its great beauty. Despite this, the lake has caused the deaths of eight explorers since 1971 and has been closed to diving even for a short period.

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THE SON OF GOD-ULUU TOJON 1

The 'in Nikolai.

August 1925.

long time fan, to Atamajcy (in ' ulus ² of Namcy) there was a man of exceptional stature and with a force out of the ordinary, and his name was Lukapyar. One day he went while on horseback, he noticed a dark cloud coming from the west and from which you could hear a song, judging by the voice, singing was a woman:

Oh giant Lukapyar !

you, who have a sheath animated

a knife and always thirsty for blood!

You, which hit a piece of fat meat,

and your hands Always bloody!

Father who created you, tThe Supreme terrible ruler,

behold, I send this string,

put into Serbian for you,

to obtain food.

Lukapyar looked up and saw the following scene: from the sky descended a winding bridle reins for horses with long braided hair streaked with bright red, and he then raised his arms to grab that gift and then went on his way.

was spring, now the snow was slowly melting and the first water began to gush from the steep banks of small rivers; Lukapyar, approaching a river, he saw a herd grazing on the opposite bank of horses with a stallion . Immediately fell from his horse and did turn in the long reins that had been donated, shouting: "Choruu, choruu, choruu !..." ³ .

Hearing his cries, the whole herd moved, gathered in one spot and thrown into the river to cross; then all the horses headed Lukapyar. This immediately threw himself on the back of the head of the mare's halter and reins received from heaven, meekly allowed himself to harness the mare. Lukapyar the attack on his horse and went away and it was followed by the whole herd.

Lukapyar seems that since then has been dedicated to the theft of horses, always bringing with them the sacred halter, never knew misfortune in life and no one could ever capture. Of his descendants there is nobody left.

THE SON OF GOD "WHITE" IS A GOD "BLACK"

Vasilij Kozlov. Maltancy.

July 1921.

It is said that long ago, in ' ulus Namcy lived a very rich old man named Juëdej Ugaalaach, he had nine children of which eight were married, some of them had left the father to live independently, the others were staying with him. The youngest and the favorite, was still a bachelor.

That same ulus, but away from the area in which he lived this ' man lived another old man, too rich, the head of his own nasleg ⁴ and considered by all a horse thief. He also had a son and a daughter and Juëdej Ugaalaach sought and obtained for his youngest son, and still a bachelor, the daughter of this old man, obviously in exchange for a lot of money and many gifts.

Although the ransom had been paid in full, the girl's father put off marriage and the delivery of her daughter, also a growing new applications for livestock and so on, being regularly satisfied.

One spring day, a young mare Juëdej Ugaalaach gave birth to her first foal, a boy from the mantle spotted with white, also had a mane that grew along the whole back to the root of the tail, was was so weak that he could not stand up.

The old master, upon learning of the birth of a foal so particular he said: "He was born at the behest of the same-Jurjung Ajyy Tojon ⁵ and I consider myself his son. Probably it was he who deliberately make me this gift as us, among other goods, we offer a dowry to his girlfriend live cattle led to bridle. This colt will stand on weak legs until late autumn, or until the grass will turn yellow and dry. Accuditelo yourself with care and Mount close to the mother's breast. "

The servants followed his order: all summer took care of the foal, handing it to her mother, the kind that the old, the animal is ruled late autumn sun on the legs and became a ubasa ⁶ unbeatable. The foal grew and was left in the herd as a stud; extraordinarily large and prolific in the area became famous as the Mjullju-Boschong (shaman property) it took him only six horses neighing when it seemed that the earth heave and answer that the sky did thundering echo. Juëdej Ugaalaach this horse when he had arranged the marriage of his son.

quell'anziano One day he went with his son from the father to take the contract and finally the bride, the old people talked about this and that, but suddenly the landlord came up with this speech "We, you and I are distinguished and respectable people. In my opinion and according to our customs, the last gift before the transfer of the bride must be adapted to our condition. I have heard that a famous stallion, Mjullju-Boschong. As a final gift, in exchange for my daughter, I expect you to be half of its carcass. Kill him, half for you and the other to keep it from me! "

The words of consuocero Juëdej Ugaalaach so impressed that immediately became silent and cut short the conversation, thinking to himself:" Just look at 'what kind he is! Using the pale-faced daughter as bait, it is appropriate of all my goods and now also wants to deprive me of the stud-Mjullju Boschong? No, it never will! "

not promised anything and, cutting short on this subject, he went home. The son stayed a little longer 'at his girlfriend, after the departure of consuocero the landlord told the son: "Your father went away without answering my proposal. Of his business, but you can take it, the stud-Mjullju Boschong. You'll do it by taking advantage of a windy day! Under these conditions I do not postpone the departure of a single day of your wife. Because they are an important person I would like to taste the flesh of this infamous horse. "

As a kind, the young man did not want to disobey the father (according to ancient traditions of Iacuti the authority of his wife's relatives was higher than that of his father) and so it was that, by choosing a particularly stormy day, he brought the stallion with his herd of six mares, and all seven were immediately slaughtered. It so happens that in the yurt ⁷ of her father, under the stove set at a special pin that made him turn on itself, had been dug a big store, where they were for 'precisely placed all carcasses.

That old favorite was an assistant to replace him in every way and perform all the tasks were assigned, quick as a bird in flight. One day the old man heard that somewhere in that of Megincy (another ulus on the opposite bank of the Lena River, one right) was a famous horse. Then ordered a young man to bring him to the bridle or on the wings (so to speak Iacuti to characterize the speed of gait). The young man lost no time and soon brought him his horse, which was attached to a pole and he came out with an ax and then, towards the front of the beast, leave as a terrible blow. The dark and whistled through the air, rather than on the horse, landed on the head of another young man who kept the tops of the reins. The head of dark shattered his skull.

The wife of the former, this incident, rushed into the yurt of her husband and cried

"Old Man, a terrible misfortune has happened, our son has killed a man!" .

But the old man was quite calm and replied: "It is nothing, calm down, find a way to get rid of him." He left the tent and spoke to his son: "Listen man, this horse could be possessed by the spirit of a deity, a patron god! Maybe at the next attempt to kill another disaster happens! Legagli the tail, then binds the reins in the hands of the young man killed and let them be dragged by the horse. "

The horse, released as he had advised the old man, ran home dragging behind the body of this young man. At home it was decided that a horse thief, after taking it, he had smashed his head was killed ... They brought this on a small survey of man and the corpse was buried. In this way the matter was closed.

Regarding Juëdej Ugaalaach, after the death of the stallion-Mjullju Boschong and his herd, the nine sons of the old man began to look for, but all the research to be in vain and the old man then ordered to stop. He said: "I can not imagine that anyone, including those who have ten fingers, has decided to use them in my favor because anyone, including those who have five digits, has the desire to steal. E 'is the same god-Jurjung Ajyy to give me these horses and he was probably still have to take them away. "

spring arrives, the days were becoming longer and warmer weather. In those days a very poor old man, a relative of Juëdej Ugaalaach, went looking for a handout in the places where he lived consuocero the latter. When he arrived, the old man stopped to spend the night in the yurt allocated to herders, but for some reason, the same long awake.

He was, however, lay in his bed pretending to be asleep. In the meantime entered the yurt a woman and began to chat with one who lived there. This suddenly began to reproach the guest with the words: "Why have not you shared with me an abundance of food? Have you completely forgotten me? ". The other woman replied, "What pops into your mind? I was almost able to take a bucket a bit 'of the entrails of a horse and hide them in the crib of calves, but my boss has noticed and is so angry with me that I regretted having done so. And then, for so little. "

And women continue to talk.

"Now you have slaughtered Mjullju-Boschong, the famous stallion of your consuocero, and his six mares. You will have plenty of food and fat of the struts and on the other yet. "

"Eh, what do you want to be the killing of animals, stuff from anything! But now here is a person. You know, we had ordered one of their men to bring a horse to Megincy ... They tied the horse to the post. They wanted shoved in front of the dark, but the dark is over the head of the poor young man who held him. They then freed the horse after tying the corpse of the young man to his tail. ECCP what combine. "

"But you've no doubt a great store of food!" "Oh, they ate it all a lot. What do they have kept! Di-Mjullju Boschong have set aside for the summer only one leg. They put in the bucket of birch along with skimmed milk and curdled el'hanno summer range in the camp. "

The next morning the old beggar, who had heard all the talk of women, he returned to rush home and told everything to Juëdej Ugaalaach. The latter, who by then had lost all sight, once lost a crew member and left the city. When he left he told the children: "I will take from the city authorities, in the meantime you beware the house."

few days later returned with a representative of the authorities, who had orders to conduct an investigation on the advice of the old, spent the night there one night and day following came directly from consuocero. Under the fire discovered the deposit, but it was empty. They went to summer camp and in the big bucket of birch found, along with the sour milk, one-leg Mjullju Boschong. He was ordered to lead the woman who had witnessed the killing and questioned thoroughly. The woman, not hiding anything, he told everything in detail and so the son was arrested and taken to the city to the process.

The old father started to drag here and there by the courts and authorities. To compensate those who had been robbed and the fees to the authorities of the moment at hand, greedy for gain, He squandered almost all his possessions. Finally, the child was sent to forced labor and the father and mother were alone. One day the old man said to his wife: "I have created a wish of the Chara-Suorun (" Black Crow "), I was destined not to know, as long as I live in the Middle World, any kind of trouble not bumping into any trouble. But Juëdej Ugaalaach was born by the will of the same-Jurjung Ajyy (blank, holy creator ") and as such, being superior to the will of fate, he had the better of me. It 'clear that its ancient superiority manifested itself. "

And the old woman replied: "What has happened has happened, and no force can ever take revenge. For us it's over. "

The old man shook himself and said, "No, wait, not everything is finished! See, I have a neighbor, Kutujach-ojun, who by virtue of his spirits could pass through the eye of a needle. We must ask him to make a kamlan'e ⁸ Juëdej Ugaalaach and devour all his family. And to hell with them! ... This our only child born from the white face has made us unhappy. "

He invited the shaman and made him a kamlan'e . That danced for three days and three nights in a row, but the prayers to his spirits were not successful. In no way he could kill Juëdej Ugaalaach. Returning from her flight, the shaman said, "Its patron god blocked the road to him and therefore can not be achieved."

"If so, then it means that their destiny is strong and no force can have on them the upper hand ... However, do not deny me one more try. Go to who made me, by Chara-Suorun which ordered that they may not find me in a bad in my life in this Middle World. "

shaman sciamanizzò agreed and one more night.

He went from Chara-Suorun and said, "Juëdej Ugaalaach, son of Jurjung-Ayjj he himself created, he made the unfortunate child that you created."

Chara-Suorun replied: "'It is true, I have created and destined him to escape the earthly woes. If today delel true, this is because his opponent was created by a god to me more, Jurjung-Ajyy-Tojon. However, here, take this string and throw it near the fence of Juëdej Ugaalaach! If any of them will find it, all members of the family and become horse thieves will not escape the prison. "

With these words-Chara Suorun handed him a rope bloody, ten- machovye Sazen ⁹ . The shaman, who has returned to Earth, he threw the rope near the home of Juëdej Ugaalaach; the rope stayed there a long time. Relatives and herdsmen of Juëdej Ugaalaach often passed nearby, but without seeing it. Only many years later a grandson of that old man (at whose request the string was thrown), the son of his daughter, he saw the cord and took her home. Since then he became incorrigible horse thief. Day and night, always away from home, you only get one, and often was caught and imprisoned. Each time the relatives were paying out huge sums, but every time he us falling back.

his fault his family squandered all the livestock. The same Juëdej Ugaalaach also died, and his old. The children became poor and all slowly turned into horse thieves.

The other old man lived a long time and every time he was informed of a new misfortune happened to family of his enemy, rejoiced and said

"Well, well, it means that they too have come my way and share my fate."

Here's how to Iacuti Namcy, as the story goes, became horse thieves.

the first to tell this story was Afanasy Korjakin now failed for so long.

BIOGRAPHY Narrators

Nikolai Ilin, the second iacuto nasleg of Odunincy, of 'Western Kangalassy ulus. Illiterate villager. His nasleg is located in the remote taiga, far from cultural centers. The inhabitants live on livestock and hunting, and between them is completely unknown in agriculture. Here, more than anywhere else, you'd expect traces of ancient beliefs and traditions of Iacuti.

Vasilij Kozlov, 34, of iacuto nasleg Maltancy, of 'Western Kangalassy ulus. Illiterate, has always lived in his village. Descendant of a wealthy and distinguished family, according to family tradition is the guardian of popular legends about the past and, despite his young age, may be regarded as a competent storyteller.

BIBLIOGRAPHY

Ksenofontov, GV , Legendy the rasskazy or šamanach the jakutov, burjat the tungusov ( " Legends and stories about shamans iacuti, Buryat, and Tungus), Moscow , 1930.

Sieroszewski, W. , 12 lat w Kraja Yakutov ( 12 years in the land of Iacuti ), Warsaw 1900.

Vagge Saccorotti, L. (ed.) , Legends on Siberian shamans , RCS Libri, Milano, 2005.

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¹ Uluu-Tojon: leader of the evil spirits of heaven, terrible antagonist Jurjung-Ajyy-Tojon (one of the most important deities of the pantheon iacuto, pure and creator god of Olympus). In iacuto tojon means "lord", "chief."

² The term ulus (pl. ulusy ) indicates a kind of tribal confederation which is a group nasleg (administrative units of grouping from one to more than thirty clan) ruled by a khan or other end of town.

³ It 's the usual cry of iacuti to draw horses.

⁴ Nasleg: administrative units of grouping from one to more than thirty clan.

⁵ Jurjung-Ajyy Tojon: white, pure creator, god of Olympus, King, one of the most common names of the most important deities of the pantheon iacuto. The idea of \u200b\u200b jurjung-tojon is generally associated with summer heat and the heat of the sun.

⁶ Ubasa: In iacuto "foal a year."

⁷ Jurt: tent roof with a circular base and a cone or hemispherical, used by nomadic peoples of Central Asia and south-central Siberia.

⁸ Kamlan'e: the session by shamanic QAM ("Shaman"), voice of the Turkic peoples of southern Siberia.

⁹ Machovye saphenous, sing. machovaja Sazen ': old Russian measure of distance that exists between the tip of the fingers of the outstretched middle.

In blue is indicated the territory of Yakutia.

symbol of the Republic Sacha (Yakutia), where we note the presence of an animal
very important for the Yakut, the horse.

Shaman jacuto.

Amga River.