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Updated: June 10, 2025
They exchanged a few words about the prince's journey, the Fairy Aurora's palace, and the beauty of this sister of the Sun then Petru saddled the bay, for he really had no time to lose.
Let no one tempt you to try to cool yourself, or evil will befall you. 'Forwards! answered Petru. 'Do not worry yourself. If I have escaped without being frozen, there is no chance of my melting. 'Why not? This is a heat that will melt the marrow in your bones a heat that is only to be felt in the kingdom of the Goddess of Thunder. In the German 'Donnerstag' the day of the Thunder God, i.e.
"You see!" said the bay angrily, "why couldn't you keep quiet?" Petru saw that he saw nothing more, began to feel that he felt nothing more, and understood that he could understand nothing more, so he made no reply, but girded his sword tighter and prepared to fight. "Now the Welwa can come," he cried, "I will die or throw the bridle over its head."
"Sweet be your fortune, for you have delivered me from enchantment!" said the Welwa, and they pursued their journey along the road by which they had come. "Stop, stand still, go on at a walk, and let me gaze at what I have never seen before," cried Petru for the third time; then he covered his eyes with his hand lest he should be blinded by the rays streaming from the Gold Forest.
She flew with her feet, and walked with her wings; her head was in her back, and her tail was on top of her body; her eyes were in her neck, and her neck in her forehead, and how to describe her further I do not know. Petru felt for a moment as if he was wrapped in a garment of fear; then he shook himself and took heart, and fought as he had never yet fought before.
The lovely fairy queen felt as she had never felt before. She said nothing more, asked no more questions, but made a sign to have the bay led into the stables of the sun, and entered the palace with Petru.
At length they reached the dwelling of Mittwoch herself, and, jumping from his horse, Petru threw the reins over his horse's neck and entered the hut. 'Good-day, little mother! said he. 'Very well, thank you, my frozen friend! Petru laughed, and waited for her to speak. 'You have borne yourself bravely, went on the goddess, tapping him on the shoulder.
They rushed on as fast as ghosts, as whirlwinds, as vampires when they hunt at midnight, and how long they rode no man can tell, for the way is far. 'Stop! I have some advice to give you, said the horse at last. 'What is it? asked Petru. 'You have known what it is to suffer cold; you will have to endure heat, such as you have never dreamed of. Be as brave now as you were then.
So saying, Petru turned the bay's bridle. Oh, Petru, Petru! Who told you to stop? Wouldn't it be better for you to remember what Holy Thursday said to you? Wouldn't it be better for you to heed the bay's counsel? That's the way of the world, you can do nothing to change it! When he turned, he saw his brother Florea and his brother Costan. They were both there, and approached Petru.
'It is I, O goddess! replied Petru, rather timidly. 'I have lost my way on the heath, and do not know where I am to sleep this night. 'Where did you leave your horse? asked the goddess sharply. Petru did not answer. He was not sure if he was to lie, or whether he had better tell the truth. 'Go away, my son, there is no place for you here, replied she, drawing back from the window.
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