him, “we will try to get her back from the Path.”
The young man and Ataman left the cell with hope, and went to the village almost at a run. Ull ran into the house, Leah sat next to his sister, and wiped her forehead with a clean damp rag. The brother wrapped his sister’s body in a fur blanket, threw a fur coat over her, took her in his arms and carried her. With him were all the players and Arpad with Kate, people went quickly.
– Ull, come on and we will help, Wour and the stretcher carries you alone.
“It’s not hard for me, thank you,” Gemini replied, adding a step.
“She helped us all, it’s not the matter to do that,” Tal said, pursing his lips offendedly, coming up to Ull. Vour quickly unrolled the stretcher, and the young man put his precious burden on the tanned skin, straightened the skins, put a leather bag under his head, straightened the hood. Long braid-girlish beauty removed under a fur coat. The virgin did not breathe, and was immovable, as if her bound with eternal ice.
The first four stood up to the stretcher, and carefully raised them – Woor, Tal, Knut and Arius. They tried to walk smoothly and out of step so as not to rock what was lying on the stretcher. Soon they were replaced, Arpad, Katey, Ull and Gong took up the handles, and so they came to the mountain, and did not speak on the way.
Accompanying remained at the entrance, and Ull and Arpad again rose to the Seven. Ataman knocked on the chambers, and Ull was holding a precious burden. The elders came out of the chambers, and with them the servant with the torch and beckoned the guests behind him. They did not go for long, the servant opened the bolt on the door, first the Seven went inside, and then Ull with her sister in her arms and Arpad. The elder ordered to put Ella on a bench next to the slyly crafted granite sarcophagi set in a row. The servant lit the lamp, illuminating the chambers. Ella lay motionless, Seven grabbed her in her arms, without removing the bear’s fur, they put her in a granite sarcophagus without a lid, and she lay on the fur coat of the bear, and she covered herself. Her lips were closed, and she seemed to be smiling. Minions placed bronze tripods in the corners to burn incense. Leah put the chair next to Eli’s granite bed, and straightened her blanket, intending to stay beside her.
“Do we leave now?” The young man asked quietly, barely breathing with emotion.
– You have to find the Fern Flower for this double day, because it almost does not darken here, soon the holiday of the summer solstice. If not, it will remain on the path between the worlds. Hurry up lad, everything is in your hands.
I’m good for you
Ull came out completely hanging his head. They descended to the winders, and went to the village.
– Come to us, Ull, Dew will feed, then we will go and look for a flower.
They came to a hospitable house, Arpad’s wife was setting the table, a hot stew, and the stew was all set. Dew poured brew in bowls, and children came running. The children were serenely seated, almost not naughty, only Zarya, as the youngest, began to bully Lika, but did not wait for maternal support, pouted her lips and began to eat hot. The wolf was sitting next to Ull, eating orderly, repeating after his father.
– Where is your sister, Helen the Beautiful?
“What did you decide?” The twin smiled wryly.
“There is no prettier one,” the boy sighed, “I will grow up, and I’ll send your matchmakers to you.” I will be a noble shipbuilder, like my father, so I will sail to her on Alatyr – an island with a brave squad, and even Mara and Pryakhs will not stand before me.
“She sleeps, your bride,” answered Ull.
– I’ll go run away, wake up, – put the spoon top.
– In the coffin she sleeps, icy sleep, in the Seven. I do not have time to find a flower, and it will remain to sleep.
“Nothing, Ull, eat it up, I’ll go with you,” and at the Spinner the eyes flashed with forged gold.
“Where are you, son?” Arpad interrupted.
“Debt is red in payment,” the boy answered in a clear voice, “I told her that I would use her, I promised,” and laughed.
“Let the Wolf come, let him go Arpad,” Rosa intervened.
And the mother went to equip her son on the way, the way, and Arpad was collected by Ulla. They found each of them on a leather sturdy bag, put there smoked meat, bread, flasks of water. Ulle had a dagger, and his father gave Wolf a knife in a wooden sheath and then hung it on his belt.
“It seems that they have taken everything, they have not forgotten anything,” said Rosa, “let’s sit on the track,” everyone sat down, everyone thought about his own. Ull hung his head. and his curls hung almost to the floor, he scratched his chin in excitement and frowned his brows, mumbled something to himself.
They left the house, and the mother gave Wolf and Ullu a strong staff, kissed her son on the road, and two pilgrims went, and Rosa waved after them with a handkerchief until they were out of sight, smoothing their path unknown.
“I saw the Flower,” Wolf said to the giant, “just growing on the mountain, where I broke my leg.” You just need to find a path. Beautiful yet we have an island, Alatyr is much stricter, and there are no trees.
“It’s more beautiful here, but somehow more unlucky for us,” Ull cringed.
And so it went, the mosquitoes already began to appear, and so it was a lot, and here the midge began to attack.
“Somewhere here,” the Wolf began to push his grass with his staff, trying to see the trail, “I have not been here for two years, since my leg was injured.” I was quite small, but I remember everything.
– I will try, now … – muttered Ull, bending down to the ground.
He scared the boy, Wolf saw his companion almost become a wolf, sniffed, ducked to the ground, trying to smell and feel the trail, climbed a little to one side, walked past boulders, passed a bush and dwarf birch, went down past a small lake. The boy walked behind a tall young man with a long mane of light reddish hair who was searching for the saving Flower inquisitively. He gently stepped on his feet in soft boots, afraid to even bite a small stalk, pushing the naughty shrub with his staff, expecting that he would find what he was looking for. Then Volchok joined him, crawled nearby, and a miracle happened. The boy found a rare flower. A smile of joy blossomed on Wolf’s face.
– Found! Found! Found! – and he spun and jumped around Ulla, finally stopped.
– Take it, take it to Ela, and he held out a wonderful flower with his small hand.
“No, fiancé,” replied Ull, laughing, “you will carry it yourself, and I’ll go with you.”
The boy turned red, his face became crimson, even more likely to be crimson than raspberry.
“Do not blush,” and the young man patted his several curls, “you are not afraid of her alone here.” Come on, she is waiting for us.
They walked together, side by side, big and small, carrying in their hands the greatest jewel, the Fern
