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The Whip


Unread post by Bast » Tue Aug 31, 2021 4:25 pm

The Whip

Sometimes in our life we meet not very nice people with whom we have to coexist for certain reasons. And these people are rude, and to respond to rudeness rude - to fight back not always in your power. Can be involved, for example, as a teacher. And to remove them from life is not possible have to endure. But evil takes it. Especially when you have as a witch the opportunity to punish on merit. It is not necessary to kill - just an educational process, when they do not understand the words to help comes magic.
As in the famous fairy tale by Charles Perrault, "Fairy Gifts" wants to give a boor what he deserves.
She had barely had time to approach the spring, as a smartly dressed lady came out of the woods to meet her and asked for a sip of water. (It was the same fairy, only this time she took the form of a princess, to see if the older sister was as rude and evil as they say.)

- You don't think I came here to get you drunk, do you? - said the girl defiantly. - Well, of course you did! I have brought the silver jug deliberately to offer water for your Grace. And anyway, I don't care. Drink if you like.

- But you are not very kind," said the fairy quietly. - Well, as you do me a favor, so shall be your reward. From this day forward, every word that comes out of your mouth will turn into a snake or a toad. Farewell!

As soon as the girl returned home, her mother rushed to meet her:

- Is that you, my daughter? How's that?

- That's it, mother! - murmured back the daughter, and in the same instant two vipers and two toads plunged on the threshold.

And so we offer you the Knut.


Stav put on the person and every outburst in your direction the person gets either a headache, or diarrhea, or some other pleasant surprise. This is how to talk whip.

Effective runes

Taiwaz + Nautiz is a whip blow hard and straight. Hitting like an arrow precisely on target. And without options and forcibly as a whip trainer.
Dagas - in this case, as a mirror reflects the lunge from the object in your direction. The object wanted to offend you, but Dagaz reverses the blow back in the direction of the object with gifts.
The conjunction Inguz+Hagal - those gifts that the object receives from you. Inguz is like a seed that grows and develops, and develops in a destructive way (Hagal) in relation to the object.
Saulu - makes the action that happened to the object become obvious and public - noticeable. Not just an adventure happened to him for no reason, but it shows the cause-and-effect relationship - the action - an attack against you ends, so to speak, trouble, and in public - publicly.
Yera is the engine of constancy - every lunge does not go unpunished. The whip strikes regularly and aptly.

Зла желаешь? В усмешке губы кривишь?
Сплетни за спиной распускаешь?
Печеньки мои по ночам тыришь?
Ядом брызжешь от злости,
Желаешь перемыть мои кости?
Удачи тебе в делах, милый друг.
Кнут мой со мной, в делах мне – помощник,
Нравом мой помощник – крут!
В руки возьму – кнутовище змеей взовьется,
Обидой моей направленное,
Яростью моей отравленное,
Да тебя, мил человек, найдет.
Мимо твоей спины не пройдет!
Хлещет кнут, змеей на обидчика кидается,
Сказанное да подуманное,
Извращенное да поделанное возвращает,
В пот да панические атаки злыдня бросает!
Понос да икота, чихание да хрюканье,
Чесотка да зевота на тебя, злыдня,
Разом нападают, кнут свистит –
Неприятности к тебе, злыдня, провожает,
Да по спине, по телу да по делу
Ими прохаживается, след оставляет,
Покоя да сна тебя, злыдня, лишает!
Терпеть тебе, злыдня, возвращенное,
В неприятности да глупости попадать,
Пока ярости да обиде на тебя
У меня гостевать.
Да будет так!
Zla zhelaesh'? V usmeshke guby krivish'?
Spletni za spinoj raspuskaesh'?
Pechen'ki moi po nocham tyrish'?
Jadom bryzzhesh' ot zlosti,
Zhelaesh' peremyt' moi kosti?
Udachi tebe v delah, milyj drug.
Knut moj so mnoj, v delah mne – pomoshhnik,
Nravom moj pomoshhnik – krut!
V ruki voz'mu – knutovishhe zmeej vzov'etsja,
Obidoj moej napravlennoe,
Jarost'ju moej otravlennoe,
Da tebja, mil chelovek, najdet.
Mimo tvoej spiny ne projdet!
Hleshhet knut, zmeej na obidchika kidaetsja,
Skazannoe da podumannoe,
Izvrashhennoe da podelannoe vozvrashhaet,
V pot da panicheskie ataki zlydnja brosaet!
Ponos da ikota, chihanie da hrjukan'e,
Chesotka da zevota na tebja, zlydnja,
Razom napadajut, knut svistit –
Neprijatnosti k tebe, zlydnja, provozhaet,
Da po spine, po telu da po delu
Imi prohazhivaetsja, sled ostavljaet,
Pokoja da sna tebja, zlydnja, lishaet!
Terpet' tebe, zlydnja, vozvrashhennoe,
V neprijatnosti da gluposti popadat',
Poka jarosti da obide na tebja
U menja gostevat'.
Da budet tak!
Are you wishing evil? Do you sneer and curl your lips?
♪ Gossiping behind my back? ♪
You steal my cookies at night?
You spew venom with anger
You want to wash my bones?
Good luck with your business, dear friend.
My whip is with me, my helper in business,
My whip's my helper, my helper's my helper's temper!
I take the whip in my hand, it's a serpent's whip,
My insult, directed by my fury,
My rage poisoned with my fury,
I'll find you, my good man, I'll find you.
It will not pass from your back!
The whip whips, the serpent lashes out at the offender,
Said and thought,
The perverted and the deceived returns,
The evil one's sweat and panic attacks!
Diarrhea and hiccups, sneezing and grunting,
Scabies and yawns on you, wicked one,
All at once they attack, the whip whistles.
Trouble is coming to you, wicked one,
On your back, on your body, and on your case
And leaves a trace of them on your back,
It leaves you, wicked one, no peace and no sleep!
To endure, wicked one, it's returned to you,
To get into trouble and to get into foolishness,
While rage and resentment against thee
To be my guest.
So be it!