The fairy tale The Seven-Year-Old Daughter glorifies the wit and ingenuity of a simple peasant girl. She convinces children that with the help of intelligence and resourcefulness they can get out of a difficult situation, restore justice and defeat evil. We recommend this fairy tale for online reading with children.
In order to resolve the dispute between the brothers, the king asked them cunning and wise riddles. When he learned that his intricate riddles were easily solved and the tasks completed by a seven-year-old girl, the king wanted to see the wise girl. He ordered the poor man's daughter to come to his palace, but at the same time fulfill three ridiculous conditions. But the girl outwitted the king, fulfilled the conditions, and answered his questions boldly and wittily. The king was delighted with the intelligence and ingenuity of a simple peasant girl. When she grew up, the king married her. You can read the fairy tale online on our website.
The Seven-Year-Old Daughter is an instructive everyday tale with traditional heroes - a poor brother and a rich brother who is trying to deceive the poor man. And if in a fairy tale magical helpers come to the aid of a good hero, then in our fairy tale his seven-year-old daughter becomes the savior of a poor father. What does the fairy tale The Seven-Year-Old Daughter teach? The fairy tale encourages young readers to gain wisdom and intelligence, and teaches them to find the right solutions in difficult life situations.
Daughter of the Fairy Tale of the Blue Fairy Lydia Charskaya
Where green willows intertwine their branches, where a large forest lake makes a muffled noise day and night, where golden stars peek timidly and fearfully at night, there lives the Fairy Tale Queen.
The queen is many years old, she is old, she has lived in the world for hundreds of thousands of years. And you wouldn’t think from her face that she’s such an old woman, Skazka. Her face is smooth, youthful, fresh and so beautiful that the stars admire her while looking at her, and the lake waves make a dull noise, envying her beauty. Fairy Tale’s eyes are dark, deep and so burning that it’s scary to look at; your cheeks are flushed; scarlet lips chirp like birds; Fairy Tale's hair descends in a golden sparkling wave to the very ground.
She is always dressed colorfully and elegantly in clothes that are either lilac-red or bluish-pink. There is a lot of white, yellow, and green in her outfit. And on her head there is a wreath of flowers, so fragrant that your head will spin if you come close to the Fairy Tale.
The Fairy Tale Queen lives in the thicket of the green forest. She built a castle there, huge and elegant. The walls of the castle are lacy, openwork, made of leaves of silver poplars and weeping white-trunked birches and willows; the throne is made of forget-me-nots and forest lilies of the valley; guard - twelve oak giants. They stand guard around the palace of the Fairytale Queen and guard their mistress.
During the day the Tale sleeps on a fragrant bed of wildflowers, and at night, when the golden stars light up in the sky, then the Tale awakens, rubs its dark, beautiful eyes and begins to speak, but in such a way that it seems as if someone is singing in the silence of the night. Getting louder. and her smoothly flowing speech sounds clearer. And the whole forest, her whole green kingdom, awakens then and converges on her castle: animals come, birds, insects and midges flock, snakes and reptiles crawl, rustling through the grass.
And everyone listens and listens.
And animals, and birds, and reptiles, and midges stand around motionless for whole hours, as if enchanted by the sweet babble of the Fairy Tale Queen.
Oh, how good, how excitingly interesting everything she tells them is! And she talks a lot, tirelessly, about what is happening on earth and under the earth, in the seas and in the sky, what bright spirits live high behind the clouds, what dark monsters are under the earth and in the water. And the animals, having listened to the Tale, obediently lie down at her feet, and the snakes look at her with tender eyes, and the stormy waves subside, no longer envying her sparkling beauty, and the golden stars smile even softer and more affectionately from the distant sky. They smile and nod to the Fairy Tale Queen. And only with the first rays of the sun does the Tale fall silent and, tired and happy, falls onto its fragrant bed and falls asleep on it, like a carefree child in the arms of a nanny.
And twelve guard oaks spread their branches over her to protect their queen from the sun's rays and heat...
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Everyone has a good and joyful life in Fairy Tale in her green kingdom. It's good for everyone, but...
One grief for the beautiful queen, great grief! Fairy Tale has a daughter - Pravda the Princess. Do you think she is as beautiful as her mother? No! Do you think that she, like her mother, has eyes that sparkle like stars and are deep like the waves of a forest lake? No! Do you think that her face is bright and rosy, and her lips are sweet and constantly laughing? No again!
As much as the mother is friendly and beautiful, her daughter is so harsh with everyone and ugly.
The princess is still a girl, but looks older than her mother. Thin, pale, with an old woman’s face, with darkly burning eyes, piercing like lightning, with long black hair.
Nobody likes the princess in the green forest. The animals grumble dully and fiercely when they see her. The snakes hiss, flashing their little evil eyes at her, and the midges try to annoy her in any way they can.
Animals and reptiles would have dealt with her long ago, but only out of love for her mother Fairy Tale they do not touch the princess Pravda, but are afraid of the stern gaze of her large, shining, terrible eyes. Pravda’s eyes are such that you want to run away from them for dozens, hundreds of miles. They burn and pierce the soul. Come up to them, try them - you won’t be able to approach them! And most of all, these eyes confuse the Fairy Tale itself.
As soon as the Fairy Tale Queen enchants someone with her wonderful stories, and at that moment Truth looks at her mother with her lightning eyes, and fun ensues: the Fairy Tale gets confused, gets confused, words are torn from the tongue, but cannot come out of her mouth. The old queen is unable to utter a single sound under her daughter’s gaze. Trouble, and that’s all!
And the animals growl, and the snakes hiss at the Truth, but it doesn’t matter to her!
Laughs!
Somehow the animals approached the queen with a request:
Throw a blanket over your daughter’s eyes so that we don’t see them, so that they don’t needlessly embarrass you or us.
The queen obeyed. In the darkness of tender nights, at her command, moths quietly wove a colorful blanket over the eyes of Truth from rose petals and wild jasmine.
The princess's eyes stopped sparkling with lightning. But that didn't make it any better. Truth will come to the night celebration and in the midst of the mother’s story he will take and tear the veil from her eyes.
And again the lightning-eyes will sparkle, and again Queen Fairytale will get confused and confused in her speech. And Truth bursts into tears and laughs:
It's not so easy to defeat me, darlings!
Again animals, reptiles, insects, birds ask for the Fairy Tale Queen:
Give your daughter in marriage, Fairy Tale, and somewhere overseas, so that she doesn’t interfere with our lives, rejoicing and listening to your voice.
Queen Fairy Tale became thoughtful. She feels sorry for her daughter. She loves the prankster Pravda in her own way. It's hard to part with her. But here’s the problem: she’s really tired of all her subjects with her tricks, and it’s interfering with their lives.
Whether the wolf wants to steal the shepherd's lamb from the flock, you see, the Truth is right there: it will flash with its lightning eyes, and the wolf, out of fear, will find himself a mile away from the herd in three leaps. Will the animals quarrel over something (you never know how many disputes happen between one another), but the Truth is already here again. He doesn’t shame them, doesn’t scold them, but just looks, oh, how he looks! It makes my soul feel terrible. Brr! And, without finishing the argument, the animals disperse to their dens. And there’s nothing to say about how she does everything in defiance of her mother.
The Fairy Tale Queen thought and said fortunes and decided to give her daughter away in marriage.
She sent green grasshoppers and light-winged butterflies all over the world to match suitors for her daughter.
The grooms have arrived.
And not one, and not two, but a whole dozen suitors arrived at once. To match handsome to handsome, well done to well done. All overseas kings and princes. There were different ones here: Prince Bogatyr, and Prince Victory, and King Strength, and King Peace, and Prince Friendship, and Prince Love, and Prince Slava, and others - you can’t count them all.
Black Raven stood at the entrance to the palace and croaked at the top of his lungs, praising the virtues of the Princess of Truth. Raven croaked that she, Truth, has everything: power, beauty, and virtue.
And in the first hall of the palace, the Tale Queen herself met the suitors:
You are welcome, dear guests, welcome.
The kings and princes, when they saw the queen, a beautiful woman, whispered in delight:
Such a beauty cannot have an ugly daughter. Show your daughter, queen!
Clicked the Truth Fairy Tale. The princess ran out and pulled the veil from her eyes. Look how he looks!
Lord my God! What was in that look? The suitors, one and all, fainted, and when they came to their senses, let’s escape from the palace of the Fairytale Queen.
What a daughter! Well, the truth is the princess!
And Truth bursts out laughing.
So they got me married! - speaks. - Where have the grooms gone?
The Fairytale Queen began to spin even more. Don't marry her daughter off. The Truth is so ugly that every suitor runs far away from her. What to do with her now?
And suddenly Skazka finds out that a new groom is coming to them, some kind of king. He doesn’t want to say his name and, what’s most surprising of all, he sends messengers from the road to tell the queen not to worry about her daughter’s deformity, that he knows how ugly her daughter is and what terrible, terrible eyes she has, but still marry he thinks about her, unless the princess herself refuses him.
The queen ordered to ask what the groom's name was, but the messengers, strictly keeping the king's secret, did not reveal his name, adding only that their king was strict and strict.
The Fairytale Queen became agitated and fussed, and made every effort to better meet the groom-king.
“If Truth is not a pretty face, then at least let her appear to the king as a powerful princess: I will lead him to my fairy-tale kingdoms, I will bewitch him, I will bewitch him with my stories, he will see my power and marry my daughter for the sake of the power of her magician!” - decided the Fairy Tale Queen.
She dressed her daughter up, covered her with flowers and, just in case, covered her eyes with a new, freshly woven blanket and went with her to meet the visiting stranger king on the shore of the lake. So in the middle of the night they heard the sounds of trumpets, the ringing of kettledrums, they saw a luxurious chariot, and in it sat an unknown king, tall, stately and handsome, only he was wearing a black bandage over his eyes.
Queen Fairy Tale marveled at such a groom, but did not say anything.
“He’s noble and important, it’s clear from everything, but as for the bandage, who cares?” - she thought.
And she wanted so badly to marry her daughter to the king that she immediately cast her spell on him.
The Fairy Tale Queen began to tell. Her pink lips babbled. And amidst this babble, she herself, the princess’s daughter, and the visiting king began to descend slowly and quietly into the deep, stormy forest lake.
This is my kingdom! - the queen says to the guest and babbles again, whispering wondrous tales with her pink lips.
And to the enchanting sounds of her voice, murmuring sweetly like the roar of a harp, the waters of the forest lake parted, stood as two walls on both sides and formed a passage to the luxurious crystal palace. A whole crowd of light-eyed mermaids ran out to meet them, and everyone fell prostrate before the Fairy Tale Queen. Everyone greeted her. And white water lilies with the faces of underwater beauties held out their cups to those who came, in which there were all kinds of sweets and delicacies. Invisible music sounded in the crystal palace, and a Tale with Truth and her groom entered here.
As soon as they entered, King Vodyanoy himself stood up from his throne and gave it up to Queen Fairy Tale. And the beautiful, light-eyed maidens intertwined themselves in harmonious round dances and began to dance a light and graceful dance.
This is my kingdom! Isn't it true how powerful and strong I am? - the queen said triumphantly and waited for what her guest, Pravda’s groom, would answer. But the guest did not have time to answer.
The prankster Pravda laughed loudly and pulled the veil from her eyes. The crystal palace disappeared, the dishes in the cups of water lilies disappeared, the bright-eyed dancing mermaids disappeared. Everything disappeared like a dream.
The queen with her daughter and her fiancé stood on the shore of a forest lake, and, as if nothing had happened, its dark waters made a dull noise far below. The Fairytale Queen was angry with her daughter, she wanted to scold her in front of the guest, but she was afraid, It couldn’t have been worse! What the hell, he won’t marry yet, the king will think better of it! And the king only smiled. And whether it seemed to Skazka or not, only the bandage slipped off his left eye a little and his face opened up a little more.
The Tale became even more agitated, threw the veil again over the eyes of the Truth and began to tell it again with great fervor. And the wonderful pictures of her story again unfolded before the guest groom. Again the beautiful melodic voice of the Fairy Tale sounded sweetly, and to the accompaniment of these enchanting sounds a light silver chariot drawn by white horses drove up.
Sit down, king, I will show you my other kingdom! - said the Fairy Tale and, easily jumping into the air carriage with her daughter and guest, rushed towards the sky, towards the golden stars.
There they saw luxurious castles, quaint pavilions: blue gardens, all flooded with a marvelous silvery-crimson light. Some strange winged creatures, transparent as moonbeams, now surrounded their chariot. The golden stars, which seemed like brightly burning lanterns from the ground, turned out to be huge golden palaces and castles here. Silver horses stopped at one of these castles. Winged transparent creatures quickly and deftly rushed to serve the newcomers and helpfully helped them get out of the silver chariot. The queen invited her guest to enter the golden palace. He crossed the threshold and quietly cried out: countless treasures filled the huge halls.
There were piles of precious stones, diamonds, yachts, sapphires, emeralds, rubies. Diamonds shimmered like a precious river. And at each such pile a winged creature stood guard in the form of a terrible dragon, guarding the treasure.
Here are my riches. Will you find anything else like this on earth? - said the Fairy Tale Queen, addressing her guest.
But then again Pravda’s thin hand quickly tore the veil from her eyes and... And everything disappeared in an instant, and the angry queen, the guest-groom and the princess Pravda found themselves in the thicket of the forest at the entrance to the Fairy Tale Queen’s castle.
The stranger king smiled again, and again it seemed to mother and daughter that the blindfold had slipped off his eyes a little more.
Fairy Tale cast a stern glance at the Princess of Truth and, hastily covering her face with the veil, began her story again.
Again the wondrous, melodious sounds of the Fairy Tale flowed, and to this enchanting and sweet music, the forest came to life. Huge guard oaks turned into giant knights, flexible poplars - into forest nymphs, tree stumps - into dwarf gnomes, flowers - into elegant, handsome elves. The fireflies lit up in the bushes, and the whole forest lit up. The crickets began to chirp in the grass, and the nightingale singers flocked to the Fairy Tale Queen's castle and whistled and sang such a beautiful, such an intoxicating song that the Fairy Tale Queen herself, still not ceasing to tell, spun around the huge, brightly lit hall of the palace to this music. Behind her swirled giants and nymphs, elves and dwarfs. Everything started dancing.
The night flowers opened their eyes and looked at the magical ball with greedy curiosity.
“You see, king, how good and joyful everything is in my kingdom,” Fairy Tale said proudly, again turning to her guest, “look how happy my subjects are, how happy they are with everything!” And how many mighty giants, forest dwarves and air elves are subject to me!
But as soon as the Fairy Tale Queen had time to say this, the Truth again tore the veil from her eyes, and in one second the giant knights turned into giant oak trees, the dwarves into forest stumps, the nymphs into slender poplars, and the elves into simple flowers. All at once the elegant hall was empty, the lights of the fireflies went out, and the nightingale singers fell silent. Everything disappeared, disappeared, as if nothing had happened. The king's blindfold also disappeared. He now stood before Queen Truth and her mother in all the splendor of his beauty. His dark eyes lovingly focused on the thin, ugly face of Pravda, on her darkly burning eyes.
Dear, dear Truth the Queen! - he said in a gentle, gentle voice. - I’ve known you for a long time, I’ve been looking for you all over the world for a long time! And only now I have finally found you and I will not leave you, I will take you with me. There's no place for you here, True. I will take you forever to the great human kingdom; you will make friends with people there, surround them with your cares and affections, and people will become kinder and better from their proximity to the Princess Truth.
And the king’s dark gaze lit up even more affectionately, even more tenderly. And strangely: the more he looked at his bride, the better and better the ugly face of Truth became, and when he took her hand and led her to his chariot to take Truth away from here forever, Fairy Tale I didn’t recognize my daughter: her gloomy eyes shone with a wonderful light, and a gentle blush of happiness completely transformed her revived features. And Truth became such a beauty that the Fairy Tale Queen in front of her with all her beauty faded and faded.
Who are you, handsome king? - Pravda whispered, saying goodbye to her mother and taking a place next to the groom in his chariot.
“I am the king of Justice and Justice,” the king said loudly and clearly and, bending down, kissed the Truth. It is unthinkable for me to live alone without the Truth. Without her, I cannot rule my kingdom alone. She and I must be inseparable and serve people and command them at the same time! Let's go, let's go to them, to the distant human kingdom!
He said, and the fast horses took to the air. The chariot with the king of Justice and Justice and the royal Truth took off and sped off.
And the Fairy Tale Queen remained in her forest, enchanting animals, birds, reptiles and insects with her stories. Now her mischievous daughter will not interfere with her charms. She's not close. The horses of the king-groom rushed off to the distant, bright human kingdom.
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Daughter of the Fairy Tale
Lidiya Alekseevna Charskaya
Daughter of the Fairy Tale
Where green willows intertwine their branches, where a large forest lake makes a muffled noise day and night, where golden stars peek timidly and fearfully at night, there lives the Fairy Tale Queen.
The queen is many years old, she is old, she has lived in the world for hundreds of thousands of years. And you wouldn’t think from her face that she’s such an old woman, Skazka. Her face is smooth, youthful, fresh and so beautiful that the stars admire her while looking at her, and the lake waves make a dull noise, envying her beauty. Fairy Tale’s eyes are dark, deep and so burning that it’s scary to look at; your cheeks are flushed; scarlet lips chirp like birds; Fairy Tale's hair descends in a golden sparkling wave to the very ground.
She is always dressed colorfully and elegantly in clothes that are either lilac-red or bluish-pink. There is a lot of white, yellow, and green in her outfit. And on her head there is a wreath of flowers, so fragrant that your head will spin if you come close to the Fairy Tale.
The Fairy Tale Queen lives in the thicket of the green forest. She built a castle there, huge and elegant. The walls of the castle are lacy, openwork, made of leaves of silver poplars and weeping white-trunked birches and willows; the throne is made of forget-me-nots and forest lilies of the valley; guard - twelve oak giants. They stand guard around the palace of the Fairytale Queen and guard their mistress.
During the day the Tale sleeps on a fragrant bed of wildflowers, and at night, when the golden stars light up in the sky, then the Tale awakens, rubs its dark, beautiful eyes and begins to speak, but in such a way that it seems as if someone is singing in the silence of the night. Getting louder. and her smoothly flowing speech sounds clearer. And the whole forest, her whole green kingdom, awakens then and converges on her castle: animals come, birds, insects and midges flock, snakes and reptiles crawl, rustling through the grass.
And everyone listens and listens.
And animals, and birds, and reptiles, and midges stand around motionless for whole hours, as if enchanted by the sweet babble of the Fairy Tale Queen.
Oh, how good, how excitingly interesting everything she tells them is! And she talks a lot, tirelessly, about what is happening on earth and under the earth, in the seas and in the sky, what bright spirits live high behind the clouds, what dark monsters are under the earth and in the water. And the animals, having listened to the Tale, obediently lie down at her feet, and the snakes look at her with tender eyes, and the stormy waves subside, no longer envying her sparkling beauty, and the golden stars smile even softer and more affectionately from the distant sky. They smile and nod to the Fairy Tale Queen. And only with the first rays of the sun does the Tale fall silent and, tired and happy, falls onto its fragrant bed and falls asleep on it, like a carefree child in the arms of a nanny.
And twelve guard oaks spread their branches over her to protect their queen from the sun's rays and heat...
Everyone has a good and joyful life in Fairy Tale in her green kingdom. It's good for everyone, but...
One grief for the beautiful queen, great grief! Fairy Tale has a daughter, Pravda the Princess. Do you think she is as beautiful as her mother? No! Do you think that she, like her mother, has eyes that sparkle like stars and are deep like the waves of a forest lake? No! Do you think that her face is bright and rosy, and her lips are sweet and constantly laughing? No again!
As much as the mother is friendly and beautiful, her daughter is so harsh with everyone and ugly.
The princess is still a girl, but looks older than her mother. Thin, pale, with an old woman’s face, with darkly burning eyes, piercing like lightning, with long black hair.
Nobody likes the princess in the green forest. The animals grumble dully and fiercely when they see her. The snakes hiss, flashing their little evil eyes at her, and the midges try to annoy her in any way they can.
Animals and reptiles would have dealt with her long ago, but only out of love for her mother Fairy Tale they do not touch the princess Pravda, but are afraid of the stern gaze of her large, shining, terrible eyes. Pravda’s eyes are such that you want to run away from them for dozens, hundreds of miles. They burn and pierce the soul. Come up to them, try them - you won’t be able to approach them! And most of all, these eyes confuse the Fairy Tale itself.
As soon as the Fairy Tale Queen enchants someone with her wonderful stories, and at that moment Truth looks at her mother with her lightning eyes, and fun ensues: the Fairy Tale gets confused, gets confused, words are torn from the tongue, but cannot come out of her mouth. The old queen is unable to utter a single sound under her daughter’s gaze. Trouble, and that’s all!
And the animals growl, and the snakes hiss at the Truth, but it doesn’t matter to her!
Charskaya L. fairy tale "Daughter of a fairy tale"
Genre: literary fairy tale-parable
The main characters of the fairy tale "The Daughter of the Fairy Tale" and their characteristics
What does the fairy tale "The Fairy Tale's Daughter" teach?
The fairy tale teaches you to be honest and truthful, but to understand that the truth is not always and not everywhere needed.
Review of the fairy tale "The Daughter of the Fairy Tale"
A very imaginative story in which the writer tries to explain why the truth is not always desired. There is a world of fantasies, fairy tales, dreams, in which there is no place for truth. And there is a real world, where the truth is needed for justice to prevail.
Proverbs for the fairy tale "The Daughter of the Fairy Tale"
The fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it, a lesson for good fellows.
The truth lives with good people.
Truth has no place anywhere.
It is easy to be kind, but difficult to be fair.
The truth will come out anyway.
Read the summary, a brief retelling of the fairy tale "The Daughter of the Fairy Tale"
Deep in the thicket of the forest, near a beautiful forest lake, lives Queen Fairy Tale. She is many thousands of years old, but still young and rosy. She lives in a beautiful castle and wears colorful clothes. Giant oak trees guard her castle.
The Fairy Tale sleeps during the day, and begins to tell stories at night. And then all kinds of animals come running to the castle and everyone listens to the tales of the Fairy Tale.
But Fairy Tale also has a daughter - Princess Pravda. She is much younger than her mother, but looks older. Nobody likes the Truth in the forest, and when it begins to sparkle and scare everyone with its eyes, even the Fairy Tale gets confused and stops its story.
And once the animals asked to hide the eyes of Truth. The moths wove a blanket and the Queen Fairy Tale threw it over Pravda’s head. Everything seems to have calmed down, the eyes of Truth are not boring into the animals. But the harmful Truth began to tear off the veil from time to time, and Queen Fairy Tale immediately fell silent, and the animals scattered.
Then the animals began to ask to marry Pravda. The Fairy Tale agreed, sent messengers all over the world and many princes and princes came - Peace. Bogatyr, Strength, Victory, Love, Glory and many others.
The suitors saw the Mother Fairy Tale and thought that her daughter must also be a beauty. But as Truth threw off her veil, as she looked at the suitors with her own eyes, they all ran in fear.
And Pravda laughed, looking after them.
But then there was a rumor that another groom was coming. Moreover, even from the road he orders the messengers to say that he is not afraid of his daughter’s deformity.
But of course, Queen Fairy Tale decided to show everything in the best light. She sewed a new blanket for Pravda and is waiting for the prince. He arrived, looking good to everyone, only he had a black bandage on his eyes.
The Tale took him to show his possessions. I started the first story and they ended up in an underwater palace. But the prankster Pravda tore off her veil and the palace disappeared. And the blindfold on the prince’s eyes seemed to have slipped a little.
The Fairy Tale got angry and built a new palace with words, even more beautiful than the previous one. And again Pravda manages to rip off the bandage and the palace disappears. And the prince’s bandage slips even more.
Tale is even more angry with her daughter than before, but she is building a new palace that is better than the previous ones. And again the Truth spoils everything and destroys the fairy-tale palace.
And then the blindfold completely disappears from the groom’s eyes. And he takes Pravda by the hand and calls her his beloved beauty. And it appears - Justice and Justice. He says, the prince, that it is impossible for him to live without the Truth. And Truth herself suddenly turns into a black-eyed beauty. And Truth and Justice rushed off to the people.
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Daughter of the Fairy Tale
Lidiya Alekseevna Charskaya
Daughter of the Fairy Tale
Where green willows intertwine their branches, where a large forest lake makes a muffled noise day and night, where golden stars peek timidly and fearfully at night, there lives the Fairy Tale Queen.
The queen is many years old, she is old, she has lived in the world for hundreds of thousands of years. And you wouldn’t think from her face that she’s such an old woman, Skazka. Her face is smooth, youthful, fresh and so beautiful that the stars admire her while looking at her, and the lake waves make a dull noise, envying her beauty. Fairy Tale’s eyes are dark, deep and so burning that it’s scary to look at; your cheeks are flushed; scarlet lips chirp like birds; Fairy Tale's hair descends in a golden sparkling wave to the very ground.
She is always dressed colorfully and elegantly in clothes that are either lilac-red or bluish-pink. There is a lot of white, yellow, and green in her outfit. And on her head there is a wreath of flowers, so fragrant that your head will spin if you come close to the Fairy Tale.
The Fairy Tale Queen lives in the thicket of the green forest. She built a castle there, huge and elegant. The walls of the castle are lacy, openwork, made of leaves of silver poplars and weeping white-trunked birches and willows; the throne is made of forget-me-nots and forest lilies of the valley; guard - twelve oak giants. They stand guard around the palace of the Fairytale Queen and guard their mistress.
During the day the Tale sleeps on a fragrant bed of wildflowers, and at night, when the golden stars light up in the sky, then the Tale awakens, rubs its dark, beautiful eyes and begins to speak, but in such a way that it seems as if someone is singing in the silence of the night. Getting louder. and her smoothly flowing speech sounds clearer. And the whole forest, her whole green kingdom, awakens then and converges on her castle: animals come, birds, insects and midges flock, snakes and reptiles crawl, rustling through the grass.
And everyone listens and listens.
And animals, and birds, and reptiles, and midges stand around motionless for whole hours, as if enchanted by the sweet babble of the Fairy Tale Queen.
Oh, how good, how excitingly interesting everything she tells them is! And she talks a lot, tirelessly, about what is happening on earth and under the earth, in the seas and in the sky, what bright spirits live high behind the clouds, what dark monsters are under the earth and in the water. And the animals, having listened to the Tale, obediently lie down at her feet, and the snakes look at her with tender eyes, and the stormy waves subside, no longer envying her sparkling beauty, and the golden stars smile even softer and more affectionately from the distant sky. They smile and nod to the Fairy Tale Queen. And only with the first rays of the sun does the Tale fall silent and, tired and happy, falls onto its fragrant bed and falls asleep on it, like a carefree child in the arms of a nanny.
And twelve guard oaks spread their branches over her to protect their queen from the sun's rays and heat...
Everyone has a good and joyful life in Fairy Tale in her green kingdom. It's good for everyone, but...
One grief for the beautiful queen, great grief! Fairy Tale has a daughter, Pravda the Princess. Do you think she is as beautiful as her mother? No! Do you think that she, like her mother, has eyes that sparkle like stars and are deep like the waves of a forest lake? No! Do you think that her face is bright and rosy, and her lips are sweet and constantly laughing? No again!
As much as the mother is friendly and beautiful, her daughter is so harsh with everyone and ugly.
The princess is still a girl, but looks older than her mother. Thin, pale, with an old woman’s face, with darkly burning eyes, piercing like lightning, with long black hair.
Nobody likes the princess in the green forest. The animals grumble dully and fiercely when they see her. The snakes hiss, flashing their little evil eyes at her, and the midges try to annoy her in any way they can.
Animals and reptiles would have dealt with her long ago, but only out of love for her mother Fairy Tale they do not touch the princess Pravda, but are afraid of the stern gaze of her large, shining, terrible eyes. Pravda’s eyes are such that you want to run away from them for dozens, hundreds of miles. They burn and pierce the soul. Come up to them, try them - you won’t be able to approach them! And most of all, these eyes confuse the Fairy Tale itself.
As soon as the Fairy Tale Queen enchants someone with her wonderful stories, and at that moment Truth looks at her mother with her lightning eyes, and fun ensues: the Fairy Tale gets confused, gets confused, words are torn from the tongue, but cannot come out of her mouth. The old queen is unable to utter a single sound under her daughter’s gaze. Trouble, and that’s all!
And the animals growl, and the snakes hiss at the Truth, but it doesn’t matter to her!
Somehow the animals approached the queen with a request:
Throw a blanket over your daughter’s eyes so that we don’t see them, so that they don’t needlessly embarrass you or us.
The queen obeyed. In the darkness of tender nights, at her command, moths quietly wove a colorful blanket over the eyes of Truth from rose petals and wild jasmine.
The princess's eyes stopped sparkling with lightning. But that didn't make it any better. Truth will come to the night celebration and in the midst of the mother’s story he will take and tear the veil from her eyes.
And again the lightning-eyes will sparkle, and again Queen Fairytale will get confused and confused in her speech. And Truth bursts into tears and laughs:
It's not so easy to defeat me, darlings!
Again animals, reptiles, insects, birds ask for the Fairy Tale Queen:
Queen Fairy Tale became thoughtful. She feels sorry for her daughter. She loves the prankster Pravda in her own way. It's hard to part with her. But here’s the problem: she’s really tired of all her subjects with her tricks, and it’s interfering with their lives.
Whether the wolf wants to steal the shepherd's lamb from the flock, you see, the Truth is right there: it will flash with its lightning eyes, and the wolf, out of fear, will find himself a mile away from the herd in three leaps. Will the animals quarrel over something (you never know how many disputes happen between one another), but the Truth is already here again. He doesn’t shame them, doesn’t scold them, but just looks, oh, how he looks! It makes my soul feel terrible. Brr! And, without finishing the argument, the animals disperse to their dens. And there’s nothing to say about how she does everything in defiance of her mother.
The Fairy Tale Queen thought and said fortunes and decided to give her daughter away in marriage.
She sent green grasshoppers and light-winged butterflies all over the world to match suitors for her daughter.
The grooms have arrived.
And not one, and not two, but a whole dozen suitors arrived at once. To match handsome to handsome, well done to well done. All overseas kings and princes. There were different ones here: Prince Bogatyr, and Prince Victory, and King Strength, and King Peace, and Prince Friendship, and Prince Love, and Prince Slava, and others - you can’t count them all.
Black Raven stood at the entrance to the palace and croaked at the top of his lungs, praising the virtues of the Princess of Truth. Raven croaked that she, Truth, has everything: power, beauty, and virtue.
And in the first hall of the palace, the Tale Queen herself met the suitors:
You are welcome, dear guests, welcome.
The kings and princes, when they saw the queen, a beautiful woman, whispered in delight:
Such a beauty cannot have an ugly daughter. Show your daughter, queen!
Clicked the Truth Fairy Tale. The princess ran out and pulled the veil from her eyes. Look how he looks!
Lord my God! What was in that look? The suitors, one and all, fainted, and when they came to their senses, let’s escape from the palace of the Fairytale Queen.
What a daughter! Well, the truth is the princess!
And Truth bursts out laughing.
So they got me married! - speaks. - Where have the grooms gone?
The Fairytale Queen began to spin even more. Don't marry her daughter off. The Truth is so ugly that every suitor runs far away from her. What to do with her now?
And suddenly Skazka finds out that a new groom is coming to them, some kind of king. He doesn’t want to say his name and, what’s most surprising of all, he sends messengers from the road to tell the queen not to worry about her daughter’s deformity, that he knows how ugly her daughter is and what terrible, terrible eyes she has, but still marry he thinks about her, unless the princess herself refuses him.
The queen ordered to ask what the groom's name was, but the messengers, strictly keeping the king's secret, did not reveal his name, adding only that their king was strict and strict.
The Fairytale Queen became agitated and fussed, and made every effort to better meet the groom-king.
“If Truth is not a pretty face, then at least let her appear to the king as a powerful princess: I will lead him to my fairy-tale kingdoms, I will bewitch him, I will bewitch him with my stories, he will see my power and marry my daughter for the sake of the power of her magician!” - decided the Fairy Tale Queen.
She dressed her daughter up, covered her with flowers and, just in case, covered her eyes with a new, freshly woven blanket and went with her to meet the visiting stranger king on the shore of the lake. So in the middle of the night they heard the sounds of trumpets, the ringing of kettledrums, they saw a luxurious chariot, and in it sat an unknown king, tall, stately and handsome, only he was wearing a black bandage over his eyes.
