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Updated: June 17, 2025
Koshchei was omnipotent, as men estimate omnipotence: but by what course of reasoning had people come to believe that Koshchei was clever, as men estimate cleverness? The fact that, to the contrary, Koshchei seemed well-meaning, but rather slow of apprehension and a little needlessly fussy, went far toward explaining a host of matters which had long puzzled Jurgen.
'Thanks, Prince Ivan! cried Koshchei the Deathless, 'now you will sooner see your own ears than Marya Morevna! and out of the window he flew in the shape of a terrible whirlwind. And he came up with the fair Princess Marya Morevna as she was going her way, laid hold of her and carried her off home with him.
"Take this," he said, "and roll it before you as you go. It will show you which way to travel, and with its help you may reach the kingdom of Koshchei." Ivan took the ball and thanked the old man and journeyed on. He rolled the ball before him, and in whichever direction it rolled he followed. He went along and went along, until after a while he came to a forest, and there he saw a bear.
Thus he cried farewell to the Sun's daughter. And all the colors of her loveliness flickered and merged into the likeness of a tall thin flame, that aspired; and then this flame was extinguished. The Vision of Helen And for the third time Koshchei waved his hand. Now came to Jurgen a gold-haired woman, clothed all in white.
Well, Koshchei sat there alone in the void, looking not very happy, and looking puzzled, and drumming upon his knee, and staring at the little bent gray woman, who was busied with her children and grandchildren, and had forgotten all about him. "But surely, Lindamira," he hears Steinvor say, "we are not yet in Heaven."
"Eh, sirs!" observes Koshchei the Deathless, "but some of us are certainly hard to please." And now Jurgen was already intent to shrug off his display of emotion. "In selecting a wife, sir," submitted Jurgen, "there are all sorts of matters to be considered " Then bewilderment smote him. For it occurred to Jurgen that his previous commerce with these three women was patently unknown to Koshchei.
"Not that I could detect, Prince; it fitted me, and seemed to impress everybody most favorably." "There!" said Koshchei; "that is what I have always contended.
In that egg is a needle, and only with that needle can you kill Koshchei the Deathless." The Baba Yaga then led Prince Ivan to the door and pointed out to him where the tree grew, and Prince Ivan hurried on toward it, with his two faithful servants, the bear and the duck. But when he reached the tree he looked at it with despair.
"I fail to see, Prince, how my wanderings could have any other equitable climax." "But, friend, I have nothing to do with justice. To the contrary, I am Koshchei who made things as they are." Jurgen saw the point. "Your reasoning, Prince, is unanswerable. I bow to it. I should even have foreseen it.
And the God of Jurgen's grandmother, too, was silent for a while, and the rainbow under which He sat put off its seven colors and burned with an unendurable white, tinged bluishly, while the God considered ancient things. Then in the silence this God began to speak. "Bring me this infidel," says Koshchei: so they brought to him in the void a little bent gray woman in an old gray shawl.
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