2026-01-16
•3 min read
She is the Grandmother of the Forest. She travels in a mortar, steers with a pestle, and lives in a house that walks on chicken legs. She is not evil, but she is certainly not safe.
He is the supreme sorcerer of the north. An ancient warlock who kidnapped the wind and hid his soul where no one could find it. You can burn him, crush him, or chop him to pieces—but he will not die.
He is as tall as the pines and as small as a blade of grass. He has green hair, bark for skin, and his shoes are on backward. If you get lost in the Russian woods, it's because the Leshy wants you to be lost.
Three heads. Three mouths breathing green fire. Scales that shatter swords. Zmey Gorynych is not just a dragon. He is the apocalypse of the mountains.