As she finished eating a large piece of bread that had been brought to her, Nuszka hear the girl’s voice over her head:
– Quickly, sweetheart. I will give you more food at home. I know that you are hungry – the girl who was saying that knelt down in front of Nuszka, frowning in worry – Poor you
– Thank you – Nuszka smiled as she felt the warmth spreading over her stomach while she was eating the delicious bread.
– Finally you’re smiling! – the girl smiled – my name is Jadzia, and yours?
– I’m Noffhka – she replied with her mouth full.
– Come on sweetheart, you’ll finish it on the way. It’s close! – the girl exclaimed, extending her hand to Nuszka.
– Why the rush? – with such a delicious meal, Nuszka was in no hurry to go somewhere else
– Because it is dusk and I am afraid, because at home I have a lot of food for you, because today we are dancing at …
– One SEC! – Nuszka interrupted her – Your company is enough for me
– To have my company, you must come with me
– Well I don’t care THIS much about your company- Nuszka laughed
Jadzia knelt down in front of her and looked into her eyes.
– What do you care about then? What are you looking for? – Suddenly the girl sounded much more serious than before – you don’t want to say. Maybe you’ve been banished, maybe you ran away from your evil husband, I’m not asking. But I come and help you out of my good will. Isn’t that a sign for you that my intentions are good?
Both assumptions were partially true. “Maybe you’ve been banished” – her tribe said goodbye to her in anger and without understanding. “Maybe you ran away from your evil husband,” that sentence, for some unexplained reason, touched her in a was she could not define. She heard a soft, gentle “go, go” voice in her head. What she was about to say was a surprise to her:
– Lead.
– Yes! – exclaimed Jadzia. She encouraged Nuszka to get up, took her hand and started walking.
On the way, Nuszka was repeating the words of Baba Yaga in her mind: “Your heart brought you to me. Then why don’t you let it lead you further? ”. Apparently it’s the heart.
Jadzia was a little shorter than her and she seemed very young. Nuszka, however, did not deal with people very often, so she was not able to accurately determine Jadzia’s age.
– How old are you? – she asked
– 14, and you?
– 90
– You have already survived with four husbands at least! – Jadzia replied, of course having treated it as a joke – how was it?
– Weird – that was the first word that came to her mind.
– It’s here – Jadzia announced, pointing to the burning fire behind the small lake
A thrill ran through Nushka. She had no idea what might be waiting for her there …
