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Updated: June 10, 2025
He had not ridden much further, ere he saw the clouds of his own country, felt his native breezes, and beheld here and there, in the distance, one of the mountain peaks on the frontiers of his home. Petru stopped, that he might see more distinctly what it seemed to him that he only fancied he perceived.
The horse neighed and reared at the horrible sight, and Petru could not use the sword he had in readiness. 'Be quiet! this won't do! he said, dismounting hastily, but holding the bridle firmly in his left hand and grasping his sword in his right. But even so he got on no better, for he could see nothing but fire and smoke.
Before the eyes of the young prince stretched a copper forest trees, saplings, shrubs, bushes, ferns, and flowers of the most beautiful varieties, all made of copper. Petru stood staring, as a man gazes who beholds something he has never seen or heard of. He rode into the wood.
"Who told you to ask me that? It must surely have been that witch of a Birscha. Are you crazy? Fifty years have passed since I was young, who knows where the bones of the horse I rode then are rotting? It seems to me that there's one strap of the bridle lying on the stable floor. It's all I have left of the horse." Petru went off in a rage and told his old nurse the whole story.
So Petru told her all that had happened to him, and why he was there, and then took farewell of her, as he had no time to lose. 'For, he said, 'who knows how far the Fairy of the Dawn may yet be? 'Stay for one moment, for I have a word of advice to give you. You are about to enter the kingdom of Venus; go and tell her, as a message from me, that I hope she will not tempt you to delay.
Then the storm wind howled louder, the earth trembled more violently, and the night grew darker, than the first time, and the Welwa of the silver wood came rushing on with seven times the speed of the other. For three days and three nights they fought, but at last Petru cast the bridle over the head of the second Welwa.
After some time Petru saw something white rise up out of the red of the sky, and when he drew nearer he saw it was a castle, and so splendid that his eyes were dazzled when they looked at it. He did not know there was such a beautiful castle in the world.
'Your brothers Costan and Florea, replied the casket. 'It seems to me they are trying to rule him and the kingdom as well, and the old man says they are not fit to do it. 'Push on, good horse, for we have no time to lose! cried Petru; then he shut up the box, and put it in his pocket.
"After I grew tired of so much searching, destroying, and pulling, I reached an empty well, and, being rid of my brothers, thought I would rest a while before setting off for home." "And you found Petru at the bottom of the well?" cried Holy Friday, joyfully. "Yes, and the bay by his side."
I'll keep going to him, keep repeating the question, and keep receiving the cuffs on the ear until both eyes laugh." No sooner said than done. Petru never made the same remark twice. "My son Petru," began the emperor, this time in a pleasant tone and laughing with both eyes, "I see that you can't drive this anxiety out of your head, so I'll tell you what is the matter with my eyes.
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