As soon as Hertha held the whistle to
her lips a magical sound rang out. A few seconds later a sled with six big
beast arrived. Hertha looked back, Miskunn and the children were nowhere to be
seen. Hesitantly Hertha walked towards the sled, placing her cloak around her
upper body. The wolf like creature pushed Hertha inside the sled and took off.
The
Borderline
“Miloslava,
come look at this,” insisted Miloslav as he held his stick above the water.
“I
don’t have time. We have to get back before the sun goes down.”
Miloslav
looked in the water once more. “I think you need to see this.”
“If
it’ll make you come on,” moaned Miloslava. Within minutes she was standing on
the bank looking into a small stream with eyes looking back at her. “Get her
out of there. Hand me a stick.”
Miloslav
ran to a nearby tree and grabbed hold to a stick. Before he could grab it, a
firm grasp yanked him backwards.”
“There’s
no need for that. She’s not dying.”
“It’s
a gamayun,” whispered Miloslava.
The
gamayun scooted all the way to the end of the branch and looked in the water. “Why
didn’t anyone tell me my hair looked so horrible?”
Both
Miloslav and Miloslava stepped back and shut their eyes. When they opened them
again the bird creature stood before them with flowing hair and beautiful golden
feathers.
“You can close
your eyes over and over and I will still be here. As least I am direct unlike
Kupala who hides in the bottom of them stream.”
Kupala
rose to the top and jumped out of the water. “I needed to see your reactions.”
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