Said an Athonite Elder:
“There is a red-haired demon who drives monks from Athos,He drags them onto a ship and takes them off into the world, casting a terrible despondency on the monk. One day, an Athonite monk was walking along a path praying and met this red demon. He looked, and saw that the red fur on his shoulder and neck was all rubbed off.
The monk asked:
“Who are you?
” “Me? I’m a demon.
” “Why is your fur so strangely rubbed off?
” “Yes, I carry monks on my shoulder into the world. It’s a difficult task! But if I carry them off, then in the world I’ll ride them myself