Jiyan, Bride of the Mountain

Jiyan, the Bride of the Mountain - Hasan Eser

Jiyan had finally found the true love she was looking for after an epic journey. “Our love can overcome everything,” she had said. It turns out that Evin is real, the rest is illusion, human love. Jiyan gave birth to the sun in the ancient lands she arrived the next day. She would write epics with Rozerin from the Lice oak mountains to the dawn and Ronahi, the bride of the mountain who had devoted her life to the love of the mighty mountains, the torch of freedom in the darkness.

Being the bride of the mountain undoubtedly had great difficulties and costs. Rozerin had said, “If anyone upsets you, come to the mountains.” She had opened her home, sat at her table, and no longer had to worry about her right to eat her bread. She had become the bride of the mountain, left her life of captivity behind, and became a free woman and the bride of freedom. She had made a choice between being a slave housewife imposed by the feudal male mentality and being a freedom fighter.