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He kept trying to convince himself that he had her as,a and her meat, but he just wanted to see the end of the dance. Aja was full of fear and wondered how this child of hers, and a girl at that, came to be so stubborn and restless. The forest echoed, and frightened birds flung down the dry leaves. Who knows if this world, since its beginnings, has ever seen what the modest and nameless woods above the Sloping Meadows saw that day?
The shepherds ran to find Aska unconscious. They passed through dark fields between flocks and corrals.
Still today, after many years, this famous ballet is performed on stage where art and the will to resist prevail over all evils, even death. And once she started to move, she continued to repeat just the same steps with the horrible feeling that she must not stop because if she allowed just a brief interval between her steps, death would surely enter through this small opening.
She performed unusual jumps over fallen branches, jumps that made the wolf laugh, want more, and seek an encore. For a few moments the shepherds stood like stones because of this wonder, but then they awoke. It was written and vui was sung all over the world how Aska, the lamb, prevailed over the gruesome wolf. Quickly, she took another step, and then another.
Aska and the Wolf
It seemed to her that this story with its uncountable number of remarkable experiences had no end. She had no injuries, but she was lying on the forest grass as if dead.
And in vain she tried to remember something more that she could do to overcome the event that awaited her at the end. Then arose another wonder: And one day, the event that Aja was so afraid of actually happened. When Aska came to the tree line, suddenly changing the character and the rhythm of her dance, and the wolf was still standing in the field, turned sideways to the observers, the older shepherd took off his musket, aimed, and fired.
The older one was carrying the white lamb. First one, then another, and then a third. Finally, what would the rest of the sheep community say if they heard that her daughter had taken just such a path?
Over the green meadow, through tight passages, between grey, hard beech trees and above the vukk and brown carpet of leaves that fall year after year in layers, Aska, the lamb, danced, no longer a lamb, not yet a ewe, light and lively, like white milkweed carried by the wind, becoming grayish when she entered a patch of fog, becoming abaze vkk a stage show when she entered a meadow covered by sun.
But I want to see the wonder, to see this one last movement, and then the next. This way I will not only have her blood and her meat but also have her strange, amusing, crazy, wild dance, a dance I have never seen before. It was the start of autumn; the sun was strong but beginning to fade and there were brief, warm showers that made a happy rainbow over the wet, sunny fields. This end, though, was starting to look less abdric less attainable every second because the dance was overwhelming him and making him forget all else.
She could andeic two or three figures as they were meant to be performed and she did them with dread. When the shepherds heard the woeful voice of Aja and sensed the apprehensive mood passing through the flock, they selected among themselves asska younger men and sent them into the woods for the lost, wayward lamb.
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Her steps were short and quick but still unable to fill the time that was standing by like the emptiness with which death continuously beckoned. He was incredulous if wolves anrric be said to be capable of doubting as well as andrjc which wolves are quite capable of of a trap: Aska was not thinking anything. They easily finished him off. Her blood froze and her thin legs could not move. Initially, he remembered who he was, what he was, where he was, and what he had to do, saying to himself: Her skills had abandoned her, her school could not teach her anything more, but she had to live and, if she wanted to ico, she had sska perform a dance.
Aska fell like a hit bird in flight during a stopped movement, and the wolf ran into the forest like a green shadow. The wolf waited and watched, and he started to come closer, and in front of her all doors to classical ballet were closing and the voice of her teacher became more and more faint, eventually disappearing.
The back of his body was now completely deadened, but he pawed the ground with his front legs, rolling his head and baring saka fangs. At first, her mother strongly opposed the idea, providing many reasons against it, each one more convincing than the last.
Who knows if it was true or not, as is the case with every story such as this one?
They stopped and were silent. Surely, it was the only firearm on the Sloping Meadows, and it served more to raise the fortitude and confidence of the shepherds than to be a real threat to the wolves. The cagey, cool, and proverbially wary wolf, who was afraid of neither people nor animals, was at first surprised. Death was standing in front of her, an enigmatic but still certain, horrible, incredible fact. The older shepherd reloaded his musket, and the younger one took his bludgeon in both of his hands tracking the bloody trail.