THE STORY & ITS AFTERLIVES
The vodyanoy is the male spirit of the waters, at home in millponds, whirlpools and sluices. Folk description makes him a bloated old man covered in slime, his beard tangled with waterweed; in some regions he has a fishtail or webbed hands, and he is said to ride a catfish. The drowned serve him beneath the surface. In good humour he slaps the water and laughs; in anger he overturns fishing boats, bursts weirs and scatters the fish.
Millers and fishermen dealt with him most closely. Since a watermill stood over deep water all year, the miller was believed to keep a compact with the vodyanoy: a black rooster was thrown into the water when a new mill was finished, and nineteenth-century ethnography records talk of horses once being sunk as an offering. Fishermen returned the first fish of the catch, and beekeepers gave the first honey to the water — rent paid to the "water master." Bystanders often dared not rescue a drowning person, for fear of robbing the vodyanoy of one he had claimed and drawing his revenge.
When the water froze he was said to sleep at the bottom of his pool; the cracking of the ice in spring was the sound of him waking and stretching, and fishermen poured spirits into the water in greeting. Church language filed him among the "unclean powers," but village custom kept up his offerings regardless. With the domovoy of the house and the leshy of the forest he forms a set of "master spirits," each ruling one domain and collecting its own dues.
