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Updated: June 12, 2025
'Let us wait a little and rest, gasped she. Petru stopped and lowered his sword. 'You must not stop an instant, said the horse, and Petru gathered up all his strength, and laid about him harder than ever. The Welwa gave a neigh like a horse and a howl like a wolf, and threw herself afresh on Petru. For another day and night the battle raged more furiously than before.
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.
For some time he had even felt as if he were no longer alive, but had died long before. Suddenly the fog began to scatter. At dawn on the second day it disappeared entirely, and when the sun rose in the sky Petru's eyes again saw the light. He felt as if he had been born anew. The Welwa? it seemed to have vanished from the earth.
Petru learned from their conversation that the Welwa was a brother of the bay horse, and had been bewitched many years before by Holy Wednesday. Petru tied the Welwa to his horse, sprang into the saddle, and continued his journey. How did he ride? That I need not say. He rode swiftly till he got out of the copper forest.
"May you have a beautiful wife, for you have delivered me from enchantment!" said the Welwa. They rode on, and when night was shrouding the day, they reached the borders of the Gold Forest. While pursuing their way Petru began to get tired, and, in order to have something to do, examined the beautiful wreaths. "What shall I do with the wreaths?" he said to himself. "One is enough for me.
It seemed to Petru that he had been born again. And the Welwa? She had vanished. 'You had better take breath now you can, for the fight will have to begin all over again, said the horse. 'What was it? asked Petru. 'It was the Welwa, replied the horse, 'changed into a fog 'Listen! She is coming!
But it was all in vain! If one is unlucky, he can't get rid of his ill-fortune even if he tries with all his might. The flowers still offered themselves to him, and his heart grew weaker and weaker. "Come what may," said Petru after a while, "I shall at least see the Welwa of this wood, that I may know what the monster is like and with whom I have to deal.
'Not yet, replied Petru stoutly, though cold shivers were running down his back. 'What must come will come, whatever it is. 'Don't be afraid, said the horse. 'I will help you. Take the bridle from my neck, and try to catch the Welwa with it.
"Gather no more flowers," said the Welwa that was tied to the bay, "for my brother is seven times stronger than I." But did my fearless hero restrain himself? Scarcely two minutes had passed ere he began to gather flowers and twine them into a wreath.
The flowers went on beseeching him, and his heart grew ever weaker and weaker. 'What must come will come, said Petru at length; 'at any rate I shall see the Welwa of the woods, what she is like, and which way I had best fight her.
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