There is a legend that this man appeared out of the very fog. His dead eye can see the world of the dead, and his heart encased in iron does not pump blood through his veins. He wanders the world without finding a place for himself, and in every settlement where he stops, soon they begin to build coffins. Girls fear him panically, believing that one touch from him can curse them and take away their youth forever. Although he is welcomed as a desired guest, behind his back they spit and hang rowan branches above the windows—at the sight of which he once looked. People call him the Serpent-Hair (Zmeelov).