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At last, you noticed smoke in the evening skies.

Today you traveled far and sought for slaves

In strangers’ lands.

He’ll pay for every village, you will find

In ancient swamps, you need to go and get your gold.

The horse has stumbled entering the Forest.

Silly steed took your whip

And, again, you ride on.

Through the pines, on the road

Hooves will beat deadly song.

Ride ahead to the smoke,

Cover head with the hood.

And your route’s getting clear -

Take a trail in the wood.

Notice light - go for it

You will scout in the mist.

Take the bow in your hands:

Very soon you’ll need it.

Sleeping pigs in their beds

Won’t defend in the fight.

You will scout in the dark

And prepare for triumph.

Smile illuminates your tired face

What a shame. You got confused with marshland lights.

Forget them now…

The night has come.

You switched the bow to a naked blade.

And with dismay, you burned the torch to shine the way,

But couldn’t notice quiet steps behind your back.

Gloom hides the road,

Treading on your ride,

Slowing down running horse,

Like the dead darkness tide.

Look around, where you are?

You have lost all the tracks.

And you hear worrying sounds,

Run as fast as you can.

Howling wolves start the hunt

With the hunger in eyes.

Branches slash startled face,

And they feel primal fear.

Bare fangs, greedy roar

Chase the dumb frightened boar,

Lonely crying at night

For the ones who could come.

Careless and blunt

Lie in wet land -

This is the tale

Forests will tell

By glowing eyes

In the nightfall.

Fools, once alive,

No step could crawl.