Basilisk, Croatian Princess and The Roman Prince
Once upon a time or it was nowdays I don´t remember I knew a princess that was prisoner by a Basilisk, an animal with a domed body, eight legs, a serpent´s tail and a rooster´s head wearing a crown. He was severe and vicious dragon. Basilisk was able to dive deep to the sea and had the ability to change his appearance. The antique Romans called him Regulus or Little King, not only because of his crown, but because he terrorized all other creatures with his deadly look and poison. The Basilisk took his home in rotten cellars on the darkest of all of the 1000 islands of Dalmatia, Korkyra Nigra. He slept over a 1978 years and one spring day he woke up, shook off the wings, opened his eyes and felt strong desire to fly to the mountains, and so he did.
Basilisk flew bathed in redness of the sunset over the green forests and golden fields, avoiding the highest mountain Velebit on which, he knew lived Fairies, of to the city which was called White Zagreb. He paused only once, because he was thirsty, drank the water below the large waterfalls of Plitvice, and washed the salt from the wings. Dipped his beak in the clear, green and blue water, struck several times his serpentine tail on the surface of the water and poisoned it with bitterness he carried inside his ugly body. But he did not know that he was not able to do severe pollution of the waterfalls because once upon a time one of the Fairies of Velebit, that lost her beloved one, Croat soldier, in one of the wars that took place in forests of Lika gave all her remaining Love to the lakes so they become blessed for the Eternity. After that sacrifice she made, she become mortal and spent the rest of her life in monastery praying.
Basilisk circled several times above the capital of the Republic. The city called White Zagreb was preparing to celebrate the birthday of the President of the Republic. Following the sound of music that originated from the terrace in the city centre Basilisk landed on the roof of a nearby building and began to carefully observe the crowd of young people.
He saw soft silhouette of a young girl in a long white dress. Her movements and graceful gait brought out some unknown feelings he held deep inside, buried behind his stoned hearth. He tried to isolate her scent from the multitude of scents that were irritated his nostrils. Somehow, her sent was sensual, but still fresh as a meadow in the early morning.
A Scent of a young girl aroused his senses that he did not even know existed. Used to instantly satisfy his urges, this time, he hesitated and in a way he was wondering why. He was completely taken away, unable to do anything other than to observe the black haired girl and absorbed her scent. Her scent was clearly given the knowledge that the girl was still unconscious of woman in her. That was that, he wanted this girl, the innocent flower of human life, for himself. Issued a decision, never before felt such an urge to do so, Basilisk waited minute or two and then firmly bitten his right leg and the blood began to flow. Basilisk volatile began to swallow his own blood and by that procedure, the transformation began. He lost consciousness from the attack of pain and passion, and by the act he did began the reshaping of its exterior. He was awakened by the rain drops that were flowing down his beautiful face of curly haired young man in his early twenties.
Unaware of the transformation that took place right next door, young people left the terrace because of the rain and pulled into a large room inside the popular nightclub. Basilisk or then a young handsome man jumped onto the terrace, put on the clothes he had just stolen from the balcony of a nearby house and entered the nightclub.
Following the scent of a young woman he found her. And there she was, standing in the centre of the room, surrounded by her friends but somehow like she was not of this world it seems like she was gliding over the floor. As he was, the creature of some other dimension, he suddenly recognized her hidden abilities and her potentials. She was born to serve and protect life in all its manifestations, both humans and all the other living creatures. Young and naive, girl was not aware of her blessing, or perhaps it was a curse, she was too young to know that at the time.
Basilisk approached her, looked her in the eyes and said: "I'm the one you're waiting, will you dance with me?" The magic of his eyes captured her thoughts until he was completely gripped them. Basilisk or handsome guy whom he became seduced her, married her and she gave birth to his sons. She loved Basiliks new shape and her sons.
While she was breastfeeding her sons, Innocent babies showed her what a true unconditional love is. Basilisk was pleased, it seemed to him as if he fully owned her but it was just an illusion. Periodically as the children grew Basilisk became increasingly nervous and from time to time he began to show its true nature. She felt his words as a poisonous arrows sticking in her heart but as she was unable to hate anyone or to see the dark shadows of souls, she believed that the Basilisk was good person and that he loved her. She didn´t see that he just wanted to possess her and dominate over her and their sons. One Christmas, after many years of married life, totally unexpectedly Basilisk seriously wounded her by words he spoken and actions he took.
At the time of that terrible pain, which opened almost palpable hole in her womb, poisoned veil fell from her eyes and torrents of logical thoughts flooded her mind. She tried to cover the whole in her spiritual body with both hands but the energy gap in her womb was not and could not shut down. Wounded and hurt, young wife silently sought help from her friends, Warriors of light. Only one Warrior of light has felt the size of her pain. He did everything he could and knew to help her. He wanted to file the resulting hole in her womb with the Energy of Light , but the only thing he did was that he managed to stop the flow of life from it. As the pain of the open womb strengthened and climbed toward the heart she was becoming more aware of the true meaning of Bazilisks temper and her resistance to his demands. Raised as a princess, she felt in herself the heritage of ancestors the Brave Knights and she was rather ready to die than allow anyone to take away her freedom to decide and protect right to free will of her sons, not even her commanding Basilisk.
Basilisk then, during a last quarrel showed her his true face for the first time. The pain she felt exceeded the limits of her endurance and threatened to kill her soul.
She was so tired of life and struggling and she decided to make energy Hara-kiri unaware of the danger she exposed herself into. She was naive and she thought that this procedure would stop the emotional and physical pain that has torn apart her body. Young wife and mother was hoping that she would become completely insensitive to any kind of feelings and that she could continue her life for the benefit of her children and all the other human beings. With her eyes blinded with tears, she looked to God and asked for forgiveness. She struggled for a month and then losing all hope she asked the Warrior of Light to give her energy sword. In delirium, carrying an energy sword in the hands she went to a crossroads where there was a crucifix. Once again, for the last time yearning for any hope of anything that will keep her alive she looked at the crucified Christ and asked for forgiveness.
She waited, she was not aware for how long, minutes seemed years. It seems as though a typical action she slowly raise the energy sword, stung the sword deep into her solar plexus and conducted energy Hara-kiri.
The tears ceased to flow, she tightly covered handle of the sword and started chopping down the wombs in the prescribed manner of Hara-kiri. When she thought she was done she slowly took the sword from the womb, thanked the Warrior of Light and dismissed him. Not knowing what exactly she did she let the legs take her home. It seemed as if nothing had happened but she felt the pain decreases. She returned home unaware that she stepped into the path of no return. She discovered that much later.
She also saw at that time, because she was released of any emotion of so ever, that Basilisk was hidden under the appearance of a tolerant husband but the real truth was that he didn´t care of anything but himself. It seemed that life would return to its normal course, but she was terribly wrong. Since no longer she felt almost anything, she did not even noticed that her Basilisk gradually draws vitality from her wanting her to start to age rapidly so that it could fully own her body and soul. One morning, almost completely dizzy she heard a doctor said to her that her internal vital organs were almost like dying ones. Remembered how and what she did suddenly her eyes yarned for tears but she had no tears left, her eyes stayed dry. At that particular moment, standing in front of the doctor she became aware of what she has done. She chopped all the vitally strings out her womb and she cut the energy paths. She was terrifying. She wanted her life back but she did not know how to correct the damage she did against the Life and God. She desperately needed a priest, but there was none. In order to redeem the sin against the Life and God she began exhausting battle for her life back.
Basilisk, the dragon who lay under the guise of a man with whom she was living was outraged and one night he took his original appearance and took her with his claws and imprisoned her in dungeon beneath the surface of the Adriatic Sea. The dungeon was situated close to the island of Vis, the one with the Blue cave in the Land of 1000 islands which she was a princess. Nobody knew what was happening but nobody even wanted to know. Her precious sons were far away and had no knowledge what was happening to their mother.
Croatian princess was dying, abandoned and humiliate, forgotten from her friends and family. She was tormented in every possible way. Was that a punishment, she did not know, but what was the sins? Was she not dragged to the life she lead, was she a bad person as a dragon used to say, what did she do wrong before she made that energetic suicide? She didn´t know and time began to pass slowly and changed to years. Hours of solitude left many scars on her face, body and tormented soul.
Basilisk visited her from time to time and only sentence he ever had spoken was: “ Your soul and body are my prisoners, you will listen to me and obey me, or you will die ! “Each time dragon visited her he put some more poison arrows to her. Several years have passed. She was neither alive nor dead lying naked on a cold rock covered with mussels. Her beautiful body became just a shadow of life which once streamed her veins. Her eyes were closed, face relaxed, seemed to be asleep, but only her dark hair was alive and it grew. Basilisk, like he was losing patience, spent less time in dungeon beneath the Adriatic Sea and more at White City on his work cultivating his seductive figure of a handsome, humble, benign man dedicated to the welfare of his business partners, relatives and friends.
One night or was it the day she heard the beautiful voices, so human and yet divine. The voices were singing about life, love, and simple joy and happiness. Did the beautiful voices belong to the sirens, or to the Adriatic bear, princess never learned. But, not surprisingly, the prison where she was imprisoned was in the same area where in ancient times lived sorceress Kirk . Kirk´s singing was seducing sailors. Seduced sailors who were intoxicated with her singing she held in the form of pigs on the island Corcyra Nigra. It is believed that the sirens or the Adriatic bears are her daughters so it's not surprising their divine singing and seductive look. The sirens sang about a young prince of black hair and blue eyes. Prince has lived as a vagabond. Young and beautiful, creative in his innocence of youth and playful he was not aware of the legacy he carried.
As the Basilisk was far away, sirens began to come every day and sometimes stayed the nights. Sirens strongly felt the presence of the captive princess. All they sang was about the beautiful prince and life he was leading. It looks as sirens know Prince personally but at those circumstances it was not of any importance. As time was passing, day by day her hair was getting longer and longer and her dreams about the young and playful prince became more and more alive. She started to dream about the young prince and she dreamed about the simple life she was leading with him. That was just a dream, but in those dreams she was living the full life, in those dreams she was young and beautiful as she was in her youth, in those dreams, unaware of the process, she started to heal her soul and body.
She learned from sirens songs that Prince was born in the shadow of the ancient arena in a big Roman city. As a godmother gypsy queen took him in her arms, looked into his blue eyes, blessed him and uttered, "I appoint you Healer of lonely and tortured/tormented human souls and that is why I am giving you the gift of eternal joy and happiness. Every wounded soul who sees herself in reflection of your eyes will be cured, and each dragon that confronts you will be tamed. That is going to be your blessing and your curse because life isn´t easy living.” She has said that and placed a child in his cradle, kissed him on a forehead, touched his black hair, smiled to him and went away and nobody had seen her ever again.
The child grew up surrounded by love of the parents and many relatives and friends… The blessed child became handsome blue eyed man and everybody he laid his eyes on and smiled felt sudden happiness that wiped all the tears they ever had. He was walking beauty of life itself. The very few that had a chance to live in his presence as his friends had the opportunity to live full life in joy and happiness. But to tell the truth early life for the Roman Prince was not so easy at it seems, yes, he had his ups and downs like everybody else, but somehow he always manage to find a way out form misery or poverty, he was extremely intelligent but stubborn. He loved his freedom the most so he did not make any compromises and worked only on jobs that was a kind of challenge to him. Although adult, he was honest, playful soul, kind and tender which lead him sometimes to games that provide adrenalin to his bloodstream but as he grew up he became wise and learned how to tame his character and desires. Before he gained his first grey hair he become rich, extremely rich and finally became aware of his gift to heal human souls and so he did. He cured not only the souls but he helped people in all their needs both material and spiritual. He travelled a lot and met many people, yes, that was, why there are so many stories of him and why sirens sang the songs of Roman Prince.
One day, at the down Princes opened her eyes and started to look around the cave. All she was able to see was tiny light that was coming from outside and the rock she was lying on. The sea was sparkling in early morning and the Sun was not out yet. Yes, it was the down of summer day and the air was hot and moisture. Sirens were gone and all she could hear was the sea coming up and down the rocks and callings of sea gals. She moved, stands on her feet and very slowly walked towards the entrance of the cage. At the moment she entered the dungeon, ray of sun caught her eyes and she instinctively put her hands on her face covering the eyes, she slipped and found herself in the arms of handsome blue eyed men. He prevented her from falling. Their eyes met and somehow it seems to them that they know each other for all their lifes s, it seems to them like they belong to each other and the time stopped at that particular moment. It was a moment that represented the door to unknown dimension, it was a moment when their souls recognized each other and started to communicate on the frequency of twin souls. It was so natural what happened that day. They did not say a single word, they did not kiss but they did make love enjoying and exploring the communications of their bodies, and they felt like living the dream or it was dreaming the living I do not know. The words were unnecessary, they communicated with their eyes and bodies, somehow they both knew that that day had no measure in time and that their communication belongs to another dimension, dimension of pure and innocent, everlasting Love, dimension where Life was born.
And the day changed into the night and sirens came to rest and sing. Princes and Roman prince were laying on the rock beach unconscious of anything but themselves, feeling peace in their hearts, peace they have never experienced before and everything seemed right and in order. They did not want to part because they somehow felt or knew the moment they would part the feeling of divine peace would vanish and time would start to tic tack again. Croatian Princess was brought to life and the task universe had given to Roman Prince was fulfilled.
The moment in which time stopped, the moment of Divine love and Peace was changed to night by a shadow that covered the Moon. Yes, the Moon was witness of the final battle that took place near the dungeon cave. Basilisk was flying through the night and his wings covered the Moon. He wanted to see and check his imprisoned wife. He was sure she was dead but wanted to see her lifeless body himself. He was so filled with his ego that he did not smell the bodies on the beach and he landed on highest rock thinking how glorious must be the sight of mighty dragon standing there in silver light of the Moon. He shook his wings, looked around and saw many sirens in circle, he hared them singing in divine voices and that occupied his attention. He walked down and by the time he reached the gathering, Roman Prince sensed the danger and stood up. He saw the Dragon coming slowly and he covered the Croatian Princess with his body. The Princess was standing behind his shoulders, she was trembling, she knew who was the dragon and she recognized her husband but somehow, although trembling she was stronger, much stronger then ever before.
Basilisk was descending the rock very slowly, his anger was raising in him each step he made, and his eyes were filled with hate. His wings were up and were gliding over the hot, night air. His tail was dancing the way his body moved. If that was not a life treating moment it would be a glorious sight, Dragon shaped by silver light of the Moon.
The Roman Prince was aware of danger of the look of Basilisk eyes. He recognised the Dragon, he knew his origin and his strength. It was the Dragon whose look makes all the living creatures to rocks. In that silver light of the Moon suddenly all the previous victims of Basilisk became visible. Roman Price started to recognise the shapes of the rocks on which Dragon stood as the shapes of living creatures severe Dragon captured and stoned long time ago. Yes, the Roman Prince was terrifying but he did not make a move, or wanted to hide. He was feeling the trembling body behind him and beating of Princess Heart, he was prepared to die for her, after all he was a Prince and she was a Princess … he was determined to defend their lifes.
The moment the Basilisk s look reached the eyes of Roman Prince the falling star lightened the Moon and the ray of light lightened the Basilisk body and Dragon saw his appearance in the reflection eyes of Prince reflected. And it was like he saw himself in the mirror or blue surface of the clear lake. The sorceress look Basilisk gave a Roman Prince just touched his blue eyes and turned back to Basilisk. The moment the deadly look turned back to Dragon Basilisk started his change to rock. Basilisk died like many of his victims before him, he finally experienced his own anger and hatred towards living souls.
Princess and Roman Prince just stood there and watched the severe transformation Basilisk took. He become the largest rock on the beach facing the sea, and sea and nature somehow, was aware of transformation that took place on the beach. The wind changed to South Wind Jugo and big waves started to shape the new rock. Sirens started to sing a new song and the two people on the beach saw themselves naked, not knowing what they were doing there.
They smiled to each other, covered the nakedness and separated with no words but with the calmness in their hearts. They knew something happened on that beach but they felt as reborn and that was all that was important to them that night. The time started to tick tack …They abandoned the beach smiling and facing the sunrise.
And that night changed to day, and the days changed to years …
What happened with the Roman Prince and the Princess, later? It would be nice if I can tell you that they lived happily ever after, together I mean … hahahaha but then this would be a fairy tail … no, it was life.
I read on internet that Roman Prince continued to lead his life to the benefit of all the tormented souls and it was constant joy and happiness around him. It says, also on internet that he gets married and had a nice family, yes he lived happy life and the more money he spent the more he earned, so he had never money problems. Hehehe to tell the truth, his attraction never expires, he was handsome man ever. And when his hair turned to white and his body reached the age when love touch is only a memory of passion, sometimes in a brief moment of dreams he remembered that night he conquered the Basilisk and he smiled.
What about the Croatian Princess? She took a journey around the world, visited many places and met many people and she was working like Natural Healer, Protector of Life . Her sons became famous and rich and lead good and happy lifes. And when her hair became white, and her body became fragile she sat at her home and wrote some books of dreams, desires, passion and Love that painted her Life. As once her astrologist predicted she became famous writer. Did she forgot that night , no she did not, after all she was a woman and woman never stops to dream about Love and Passion. But for her, encounter with Roman Prince was not a dream it was her life.
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