Black Lament

Black Lament | Elder Terrors | Krzysztof Wroński for Medicine


This is the second legend from the vicinity of Białogard. It seems that the locals had a terrible bad luck for dark powers, and I am very lucky to have interesting themes to illustrate. This is probably the most mysterious and gloomy of the Pomeranian legends, which I got to. People's applications often resembled a local history in a distorted way or explained the landscape of the area. However, the story of the gloomy condemnation of ghosts does not contain anything that would clearly lead to the beginnings of this legend.
In Białogarda, there were told legends about a strange procession of ghosts who, wrere chanting strange songs, drew from the swamps a coffin and carried it, disappearing in the fogs that covered the swamp. Who knows, maybe the local folks remembered that the magnificent fort rising above the swamps was once the castle of Pomeranian dukes. The mysterious retinue could be an echo of the times when these lands were belonging to the Duchy of Pomerania covered with the mourning after the death of the last ruler, Bogusław XIV. While working on the "Black Tren", I was inspired by descriptions, engravings and monuments, , or funeral rite of the rulers of the Duchy of Pomerania - you can find, for example, a funeral banner or a princely coffin..
Black Lament | Elder Terrors | Krzysztof Wroński for Medicine


"It is said that in the Parsonage Marshes a black cavalcade moves in the darkness of the night. With faces hidden in the creases of their cloaks, they unearth an ancient adorned casket from the depths of the bog. Their hollow voices sing an ancient lament about spells and enchantments, which is carried by the wind over the wild flatlands of Belgard."

O. Knoop, Volkssagen, Erzählungen, Aberglauben, Gebräuche und Märchen: aus dem östlichen Hinterpommern, Posen 1885, p. 36.


Adventure Time for the summer! Here is an interactive map for anyone who would be interested in where to look for places from the legends that I have presented in the Elder Terrors collection. Many marked places are far from the main roads and traveling through rural and dirt roads do not happen to meet the living soul (especially those who are motorized).


Thanks to the cooperation with Medicine, I managed to implement an idea that was in my head for a very long time. The "Elder Terrors" collection is, in brief, Pomeranian fears. The ones that have been told about one hundred and fifty years ago, and which intentions were to give people goosebumps. These are often forgotten or little-known legends and stories about witches, wild hunts, giants, ghosts, and demons, coming mainly from the area between Lębork and Koszalin, collected for over a century among the oldest inhabitants of the local area.


"Tell me what you wear and I’ll tell you who you are". I would describe my style as a folk horror. It is a concept well known in British literature and filmography, exploring the myth of the wild, haunted province, where the horrors lie in the very landscape, captured in rural traditions and old stories. Write to me if you need climatic graphics.