Wolf's Bread (SI)

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In the neighboring hut, the baby roared to tears . The forest, echoing his cry, pulled the unforgiving evil song. The rustling of the leaves became either human voices or ringing of bells. On nights like this, when the Voy-Wind was raging, no one was sleeping. Little kids wept like one, anticipating trouble. As long as Ruth remembered herself, the villagers always missed a chicken, and even a calf, after such nights. And the children after sunset were not allowed not only to the yard, but even to the windows ..
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Data sheet
- Name of the Author
- Андрей Зимний
- Language
- Russian