The night was coming. Hungry youth
were staying on the bank and looked
on boiling water. There were thoughts
to turn days back... Bee sadly put
here small head down. She blamed herself,
that could not stop the stubborn friend.
Flow rushed, time flew. And something caught
attention. Both cried, pointing at
a huge dark thing, looking like log,
but it was moving. Friends left bank
and went then down. They couldn't believe:
there was a super massive fish!
The five foot taimen had been trapped
in net. The fish was tired to fight
with strongly tightened cotton threads.
Dark eyes were blank. Nils took a knife,
which had been hidden in one of boots,
and cut thick threads, freeing the brute.
by Thea Ariss
26.09.2025
An old net. The tale of the winter forest
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2025
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