![]() ![]() Suddenly, one of their ponies snorted with anxiety and the strange sound hushed. After a short while, they saw where it was coming from: an arching mouth of a dark cave, gaping from the grey rock. As they climbed higher and higher, the woods became more and more silent, the birds ceased to sing and all sounds were gradually drowned in a monotonous hum, rising in deep and booming crescendo. The wind had ceased and every small step of the ponies echoed through the twigs and leaves with loud snaps. No one could dissuade these three stubborn fellows. “And it‘ll snap you with its teeth!” concluded the innkeeper, always determined to have the last word. “It puffs and bellows! And the ear-splitting squeals!” added a third man eagerly. “There’s a monster living up there!” pointed another somewhere in the distance, rolling his eyes as if he himself wanted to scare them. “No one has ever returned from there,” sighed one disbelievingly. Still, as one could expect, the few local patrons began to shouting down each other with terrifying stories. “Don’t say you go to…” They didn’t contradict him. Yet the innkeeper noticed their glances and his face turned pale. When the continuous silence felt unbearable, he couldn’t contain himself any longer and – for the whole room to hear – asked: “Well, what is it that brings you hither? All trails end here.” The foreigners first looked at each other again, and then they turned their eyes inadvertently towards the window, behind which it was possible to guess, rather than actually see, the rising slope of a tall cliff. Neither the innkeeper wanted to be left aside, and after setting three proper pints in front of the guests, he sat down next to them and started examining them expectantly. ![]() One could almost count the locals on the fingers of one hand, so it was no wonder that the travellers aroused attention immediately. “We’re here then,” declared the tallest one ominously, and the other two responded with silent nods. A while later, they dismounted in front of a small but cosy-looking inn and looked at each other.ĭo you prefer listening before reading? Play the “illustrated audio version” on YouTube with awesome music by TramTram! You can find attached music sheet on the bottom of the article. When the road turned at last and began to descend in a glen towards the blinking lights of a village, they prompted their ponies to an even greater hurry. It whizzed, pinched the travellers’ cheeks and there was no place to hide from it, however hard the three adventurers might try, and even though they wore heavy woolen cloaks. The chilly winter wind kept sweeping through the valley like draught in a deserted house.
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