The Goddess of Wu Mountain

The Goddess of Wu Mountain
The Wu Mountain is on the east gate of Chongqing  Municipality of China. There is only one

route to visited this Grand Mountain and its history - The three Gorges of the Yangtze River.

This is the beautiful tale of the Goddess Wu and this Mountain.
This is how the legend of the Goddess of the Wu Mountain got her name in the legend of the China people...
One daughter of the Emperor Yan, named Yaoji is a beautiful and passionate girl who died before getting married. To show pity for her, The Great Emperor of the Heavens conferred on her soul the Goddess of the Clouds and Rain. 
In the early morning, she would be a piece of the beautiful clouds, drifting among the hills and canyons - while at Dusk, she would become a spell of drizzle, pouring out her grief and complaints towards the highest parts of the Mountain tops and flowing water.
During the Warring States Period, King Huai of Chu once visited the high Mountains, dreaming of Yaoji confiding her affection to him.
After he woke up, he ordered to build a temple here,calling it Morning Cloud Temple. Many years  later, a poet named Song Yu also tour around this Mountain and dreamt a same dream with King Huai of chu. He composed two Rhapsodies after he awoke, naming, Rhapsodies of Gaotang Peak and The Rhapsody on the Goddess.
It is said that the successful controlling of the flood by Yu the Great also owes to the help of Yaoji.
Later, Yaoji gradually became a mountain peak. Namely the famous Goddess Peak of Wu Mountain. Her maidens accompanying her then became the peaks of various heights, thus forming the present -day twelve peaks of the Wu Mountain. Waves leaping and tide rising. The Goddess of Wu Mountain always, stands there telling her stories.
I hope you enjoyed the legend of the Goddess of Wu Mountain of china.
Wendy... 

Seductive Fairies

Seductive Fairies

Mischief-Seductive ~Fairies are more dangerous than that you're average fairy because these wee ones may be small but in their spirit form of a alluring fairies they will entrap mortals by arousing them with love or lustful thoughts- This is what makes them so dangerous compared to most fairies.

The can also become Human size figures too. Who are Keenly beautiful and emerge from territories where humans cannot thrive, deep in the thickest woods & beneath the deepest ocean waves. One Kiss is enough to grip a heart of unraveling a mortals mind.
Even mere devotees of faerie poetry and paintings are caught up in the unearthly beauty's,

flashing as the poet or painter rushes to embrace the theme.
In Yeats' words' Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound, our breast are heavy, our eyes are a gleam." But these spirits only will suck out your Life Essenes.  So beware of the warm-blooded stunning beauty's. Many of fairy muse, Lhiannan-shee. Who attaches herself to poets and Musicians, inspiring them to ever greater feats of creation, while slowly inhaling their life essences from their shells or by a kiss. 
As she cast aside the first fey young men, she readies herself to devours another. 
Seductive Spirits of either regions of the world, being the mermaid dark spirit will sun themselves at the ocean edge,

singing irresistible songs to draw in sailors or any man for that matter that is near the oceans edge - who will lust after them into the merciless surf and brewing storms to punish those who forsake them.
The wary might may gain a clue to the darker side of the mermaids deceitful natural by the mirror she carries, which sufficient multiply or by that impenetrable tail.Though she oozes in temptation, she can only stay virginal. Faeries, Spirits and Ladies of the Sea. 

You must remember there are the light side of the realm too! Being the kindred side of the meridians which at some point I will cover 
Wendy 
note: the fantastic artist paintings. These are not my but I hope that you all will enjoy the artist depiction of the Seductive fairies and mermaids. 

The Ice Dragon - Legend/Myth

The Ice Dragon 
by George R.R. Martin.

The Ice Dragon was a  crystalline white, that shade of white that is so hard and cold that it is almost blue. It

was covered with hoarfrost, so when it moved its skin broke and crackled as the crust on the snow crackles beneath a mans boots, and flakes of rimes fell off.
Its eyes were clear and deep and icy.
Its wings were vast and bat-like, colored all a faint translucent blue, Adara could see the clouds through them, and often times the moon and the stars, when the beast wheeled in the frozen circles through the skies.
Its teeth were icicles, triple rows of them, jagged spears of unequal length, white against its deep blue maw.
When the Ice Dragon beats its wings, the cold winds blew the snow swirled and scurried and the world seemed to shrink and shiver. Sometimes when the door flew open in the winter, driven by a sudden gust of wind, the householder would run to bolt it and say, "An Ice Dragon flies nearby."

And when the Ice Dragon open it great mouth, and exhaled, it was not fire that came streaming out, the burning sulfurous stink of lesser dragons.
The Ice dragon breathed cold. 
Ice formed when it breathed, warmth fled, fires guttered and went out, shriven by the chill.Trees froze through to their slow secret soul, and their limbs turned brittle and cracked from their own weight.

Animals turned blue and whimpered and died, their eyes bulging and their skin covered with frost.
The Ice Dragon breathed death into the world; death and quiet and cold.