Serko Page #3

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This is for you. It's made of silver.

It's a talisman.

It will keep eviI spirits a way.

Don't thank me, I was glad I could help.

How can I tell of the winds,

of the extreme cold making

our friends go totally numb?

By telling you that it's such a cold,

that you become impervious,

to the insidious death slowly

welling up inside you.

Inexorably.

But if on the next day, as if by magic,

life has overcome death,

you were born under a lucky star!

Prince Mangi,

You fiy away on your horse,

to the Milky Way,

Everyone admired you.

All except your fiancee,

who, on seeing you always together,

became jealous.

Why are you always on your horse

and never with me?

Can it be that you love

your horse more than me?

Who are you?

Semzhid. My name is Semzhid.

Stay still.

The bearI It's right there!

You're a great hunter!

You've been very brave,

Go back to sleep.

This too? I'll do it.

This is for you.

You're like my motherI,

Always worried I'll get ill!

Cossack, I see you're getting better.

I'm glad, You are at home here.

Is my daughter taking good care of you?

Yes, Thanks to her, I feeI alive again.

My thanks to you all.

You are a great and brave hunter.

You confronted and killed

the bear, all alone.

You've earned our respect, Cossack!

How can I thank you?

By being my guest for as long

as you wish, son!

Most honourable host, I'm on a mission.

I'm in a hurry, I must leave,

I must speak to the Tsar,

of the terrible fate tgat's befallen

the horses and men of my area.

Cossack, You can't leave just like that!

You will offend the whole tribe,

and what will my daughter say?

But I have to leave...

Cossack, I'll sing so that your horse takes

you wherever you want to go!

You horse is the most beautifuI of all,

I've never seen one so beautifuI before,

he is the colour of clouds.

He said it right...

Your horse is the gentiest,

He sheds tears,

when you're sad...

He is the gentlest no doubt...

He's so gracefuI,

that he flies over mountains,

and gallops away to the clouds,

and takes you where

no horseman has ever been,

His horse is the most beautifuI of all,

I've never seen one so beautifuI before,

in heaven or on earth,

in the stars or on the sun.

He said it right...

Sorry...

But my stomach would've torn

in half if I hadn't fed it.

eating a single hot meaI.

Let anyone who has never been hungry

take the food from his hands.

So I swallowed whatever I could find.

Grass, like my horse.

Rats sometimes!

And even my horse's dung once.

I'll find the Tsar.

Even if he's at the other end of the earth,

Or on the other side of the moon.

And what will you say to your Tsar?

I'll tell him that those men,

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