Brisk lizards and dart on the old cracked bark. They understood each other out - after the conversation, they were in yascherichi.
- No, you just listen as booming as bubbling inside a magical hill, - said one lizard - because they fuss I had two nights in the eyes are not closed. Would be better if I had a toothache, it is still no peace.
- Something they're plotting inside! - said second lizard. - At night, they put up a hill on the four pillars of fire, and it is so up to the roosters - you can see, they want it to ventilate better. A virgin forest are learning new dances with pritoptyvaniem. Something they're up to.
- I wonder what kind of guests? - agitated lizards. - And what was afoot? Just listen to how rages like thunder!
At this very moment there was a magic hill, and from there, quickly going through the legs, left the old virgin forest. Back at it, however, it was not, but otherwise she looked quite decent. She was a distant relative of the king of the forest, served as his housekeeper and worn on the forehead amber heart. Her legs and flashed - a one-two, one-two! Look how trotted, and went straight into the swamp, where lived nightjar.
- You are invited to the forest king, the holiday will be held tonight, - she said. - But first we would like to ask you a favor. Do you agree to spread the invitation? After all, you are at reception are not satisfied, would not hurt to help others! We look forward to his illustrious foreigners, trolls, if you do mean anything. The old elf king does not want to lose face.
- Who to invite? - I asked the nightjar.
- Well, a big ball we call everyone, even people, unless they are able to talk in a dream, or has some way to deal with on our part. But it decided to invite for dinner with a large selection, only the most known. How much I argued with the king of the forest! In my opinion, a ghost, and you should not call. First of all it is necessary to invite the king of the sea with her daughters. They, however, do not like to come on the land, but we put them on the wet stones, and maybe even better than that come up. Perhaps this time they will not give up. Then you need to invite all the old trolls higher discharge of those with tails. Then - water and house, and besides, I think that we can not ignore the cemetery pig, three-legged horse without a head and gnome-tserkvushnika. However, they are evil spirits of another kind, and seemed to be made up at the church, but in the end it is only their work, but we're still in a close relationship, and they often come to visit us.
- Good! - said the nightjar and flew to convene the guests.
A virgin forest is already circled on the magical hill.
They were practicing a dance with veils, with long veils, woven of mist and moonlight. And those who have a taste, would find their dance is very beautiful. Inside the hill was all cleaned up and licked. Floor in a huge room washed in moonlight and the walls wiped witch fat, so they sparkled like tulips in the sun. Kitchen lomilas from supplies, roasted on spits frogs stuffed sausage fingers of children snakes, prepared salads toadstools, pickled murine muzzles and hemlock. Beer brought from Bolotnitsa of its brewery and sparkling wine from the nitrate taken straight from the cemetery vaults. Everything is ready for the best recipes, and dessert were going to file a rusty nails and broken glass church.
Old forest king ordered to clean his crown crushed slate, but not simple, and the fact that he wrote the first student. Get a lead for the king of the forest is not an easy task! The bedroom curtains were hung and pasted them snake saliva. In short, the smoke was a rocker.
- Well, now even smoke horsehair and pig bristles, and I believe - my job is done! - said the old virgin forest.
- Daddy! Nice! - I stuck to the forest king's youngest daughter. - Well, tell me, who is it that these noble foreigners?
- Well! - said the king. - Perhaps you can say. Two of my daughters would brides today. The two of you have today to go to foreign lands. Today we arrive old Norwegian troll, the one that lives in the mountains Dovrskih. How many stone castles he had built on the cliffs of the wild! A number of his gold mine - a lot more than people think. his two sons, they have to look after their wives go with him. Old Troll - Norwegian real honest, straight and gay. We have long been familiar with him, drank once on the brotherhood. He came here for his wife, now she is no longer alive. She was the daughter of the king of the Cretaceous rocks of the island with Me. And, as they say, the game was on the chalk. Oh, and did I miss the old man on the troll! However, there is a rumor about the sons, if they are brought up, and it does not matter big bully. But maybe they just slander. And marry, and their senses. I hope you will be able to lay their hands on.
- When will they come? - I asked one of the daughters.
- Everything depends on the weather and wind, - said the elf king. - they are not used to save, sailing on a ship! I advised them to travel overland through Sweden, but the old troll until now and does not want to look in the wrong direction. It falls short of life, that's what I do not like.
Suddenly skipping ran two Marshlight one tried to overtake the other and thus ran the first.
- They're coming! They're coming! - they shouted.
- Let me wear a crown, - he ordered the elf king, - so get up there, where the moon shines brighter.
Daughter picked up her long veil and sat down almost to the ground. Before them stood Dovrsky troll in the crown of icicles and hard poly-
Rowan spruce cones. He was wrapped in a bearskin coat and his feet sank into the warm boots. Sons flaunted without braces and bare-chested - they thought themselves heroes.
- And this is the hill? - asked the younger and pointed to the magical hill. - We have in Norway is called the pit.
- Kids! - said the old man. - Pit goes down, goes up the hill. Do you have that, no eyes?
Thugs said that surprised them there is only one - as they immediately, without training, understand the local language.
- I can not imagine - the old man said. - Still think you are quite unlearned.
All included in the magical hill. There have already gathered polite society, so much so quickly, if guests bring wind here. In the hall everything was arranged so that each guest feel at home. Water and mermaid sitting in large pots with water, and said that they are very comfortable. All behave at the table as it should be, only young Norwegian trolls immediately put his feet up on the table - because, according to them, all that they did, it was very cute.
- Come on, remove the legs of the dishes! - shouted Dovrsky troll brothers obeyed, although not immediately.
Then came the turn forest maidens show as they dance, and they sang and simple dances, and dances with pritoptyvaniem it have cleverly turned! Then he went to a real ballet, there was supposed to "be forgotten in the whirlwind of dancing." Wow, they began to toss his legs! All dazzled eyes: you can not tell where the hands, where the feet, where one sister, where different, the wheel will walk, then zakruzhatsya gyroscope, so that in the end a three-legged headless horse became ill, and she had to get out of table.
- Oh, yes, - said the old troll - famously they get! Well, they still know how to do but dance, pulling up his legs so to spin like a top?
- Now you see, - he said the elf king and challenged younger. It was the most beautiful of the sisters, gentle and clear as moonlight. She put in her mouth white splinter and become invisible, so that she could do!
However Dovrsky troll said that would not want to have a wife who knows how to do these tricks, and his sons, it is hardly necessary to taste.
The second sister was able to walk with him very close, if she were his own shadow, and yet there is no shadow trolls.
A third were quite different tendencies - she learned to brew beer at the very Bolotnitsa. It was she so skillfully larded alder snags fireflies!
- It will be a good housekeeper! - The old man said the troll, and winked at her, but did not drink beer, he did not want to drink too much.
Forest took the lead fourth maiden in her hands was a large golden harp. She hit the strings again, and guests raised his left leg, after all trolls - left-hander. I hit the second, and all were ready to do what it orders.
- What a dangerous woman! - the old man said the troll, but his sons turned and walked out of the hill: they are all already tired.
- And what can the next? - I asked the old troll.
- I have learned to love all Norwegian - said fifth daughter. - And I will marry only for the Norwegians, I dream to get to Norway.
But little sister whispered to the troll in his ear:
- She just found out from one of Norwegian songs that Norwegian rock
stand up, even when it comes to an end. So she wants to get them
- Ho-ho! - said the old troll. - Well, okay! And where is the seventh and last?
- At first, sixth, - said the elf king, something he could count. But the sixth for what did not appear.
- I just know how and what to tell the truth in the eye - it is repeated - and that no one likes. It's better, I'll sew myself a shroud.
The turn to the seventh, the last daughter. What she could she? Oh, that was able to tell stories, and besides, your heart's content.
- Here are my five fingers, - he said Dovrsky Troll - tell me a story about each one.
Forest Maiden took his hand and began to talk, and he roared with laughter. When she came to the ring finger, who wore a gold ring on her waist, as if he knew that could not be avoided an engagement, the old goblin said:
- Hold my hand tighter. She's yours. I'll take you as his wife.
But forest maiden replied that she had not told him about the ring finger and the little finger about.
Indeed, where are the boys? They ran around the field and was extinguished Marshlight who decorously lined up and ready for a torchlight procession.
- Enough lobotryasnichat! I found a mother for you! And you can marry their aunts.
But the sons said that they no longer want to make speeches and drink brotherhood, and marry they do not hunt. And they made speeches and drank brotherhood, and overturned the glasses upside down, wanted to show that drunk every drop. Then they took off their clothes and lay down to sleep on the table - shyness, they did not differ. But the old goblin danced with his young bride, and even exchanged with her shoes, because it is much more interesting than the change ring.
- cock crows, - said the old virgin forest that has been for the hostess. - It's time to close the shutters, and we here will burn from the sun.
And the hill was closed.And in the cracked old tree up and down scurrying lizards, and one said to the other:
- Oh, I'm so pleased with the old Norwegian troll!
- And I liked more sons, - said the earthworm, but he was completely blind, the poor fellow.
