Legends of Old Vilnius

Vilnius is a storehouse of ancient legends and mysteries. They are told by centuries-old stones of pavements, tiled roofs of houses, the wind whispers, inviting them to narrow alleys and courtyards invisible to the eye.

Even the origin of Vilnius is associated with the legend:

The evening sun majestically set over the horizon, slowly submerging the surroundings of Vilnius in the crimson evening twilight. On that day, the hunt was especially successful: the prince killed a thunderstorm of forests - tour. It was too late to return to Trakai, and Gedimin decided to spend the night in the forest.

He could not sleep for a long time, but still fatigue took its toll. And now he dreams that at the top of the mountain, where he killed the tour, a huge wolf appeared in iron armor, as if cast from iron. With his head to the moon, the wolf howled and howled as if it were a pack of wolves. Gedeminas awoke and called the high priest Lizdijka, famous for his wisdom.

I wonder what the priest said to the prince.

In addition, I will show you the place where Vasilisk hides, waiting for young girls, the dead come to life, forcing little Yonukas to seek shelter, where she came out of the water on the shore and remained in Vilnius a little mermaid, the third sister of the Copenhagen and Warsaw mermaids.

But let’s not read it, let’s see it with our own eyes! Join our exciting journey through the world of fairy tales and legends of Old Vilnius!