Not very far, but not very close, not very long ago, but not quite recently lived Yes, there was a snow king in the snow kingdom. No, this is not an error. Not a snowy queen, but a snow king. The snow queen, of course, was also - the most beautiful of all Korolev on Earth. Can the king, and even such, be without a queen? Still, this is a fairy tale about the snow king. About the snow king and an ordinary girl.
Everyone was good a snow king, but especially well he knew how to play snowballs. No one is better in the whole kingdom, and in the whole world, probably did not play snowballs. However, nothing amazing - after all he was Snow King. And, of course, in Snowballs played the entire population of the country: boys, girls, uncle, aunties and even some grandparents. The snow king himself loved to play everyone - because he was a good king.
Of course, you have already guessed that the snow king had to have another magic feature, otherwise it would not be composed of a fairy tale. Little, who knows how to play snowballs, even be very good. So, when the Snow King smiled to someone, there were small crystal ice floes next to the floor - they sparkled very beautifully in the sun. The ice floes fell often - after all, he was a good king and always smiled to people.
Once (so always happens in fairy tales) a girl came to the snow kingdom. It was the most common girl. And she did not have any magic features. Why and where she came from, no one knew, but it was not important for a fairy tale. The girl was held on the main street of the city, looked like a fun of the kingdom in each other with each other, and she also had a very wanted to learn.
Go to the snow king, "said her," no one would tell you in the snowballs better than you.
The girl went to the snow palace, and, of course, the snow king agreed to teach her - because he was a good king. He played her day, played two, and on the third day he said: "Well done! You can already know everything. Go, play on the street with the guys. " At the same time, the snow king smiled, and sparkling ice sprinkled with a rainbow rain.
The king praised her, and the girl would have to appeal. But she was not happy at all. After all, for these three days (and in fairy tales, everything always happens in three days), she loved the snow king, and now she had to part with him forever. But she could not tell the king about his feelings, and the king himself would never have guessed - after all, he loved the Snow Queen, the most beautiful of all Korolev on Earth.
Can the usual girl compete with the most real fabulous snow queen? Of course not. And if it were not a fairy tale, then probably nothing further happened. But this is the most real fairy tale.
I know that you can not teach me more, a snow king, "the girl exclaimed in despair," after all, so many people in the kingdom are waiting for their turn. But let me come to you at least once!
Of course, the snow king could not refuse her - because he was a good king.
Thank you! - Girl said, - I will definitely come tomorrow!
And ran to the wizard, who lived nearby (can not do the fabulous kingdom to do at least without one real wizard) to get a council from her - how to win the love of the Snow King.
Snow King will love you, girl, - said the wizard, who was probably very educated and read the fairy tales of Andersen, - if you fold out of small ice floes that appear when he smiles to you, word LOVE.
So simple? - Girl was delighted, - the snow king is very often smiling for me, because he is a good king. I'll post this word tomorrow with huge letters, and then he will not be able to not notice anymore how I love it. Thank you, the wizard!
The next morning the girl rushed into the palace. She squeezed the snow king in one of the countless ice rooms and began to tell him what he was smart, beautiful and kind. And about how he plays a wonderful snowballs - the best of all in the kingdom, and maybe all over the world. And even about how his snow queen loves, the most beautiful of all Korolev on Earth.
The snow king was pretty smiling (after all, even a fabulous king is nice when they tell such things), crystal ice floes fell without a bill, and the girl, without stopping talking, quickly-quickly began to put the cherished word from them. But the trouble - in her hot hands, the ice was instantly melted, leaving the iridescent puddle on the ice mirror semi. From despair, the girl began to cry, and the puddles became more and more, spreading with bizarre brackers. And now it was already incomprehensible - where is the puddles from the monstering of ice, and where - from the tears of the girl.
And the snow king noticed nothing - he sat and thoughtfully smiled in some kind of his thoughts, probably enjoying that he plays the snowballs best in the kingdom, and maybe even around the world.
From her steps of the puddle on the floor instantly frozen - after all, she was still SnowyQueen.
The Snow King rose to her towards and smiled so much so much that the entire hall was shone from a set of ice floes covering the floor with a crystal carpet. He immediately forgot about the girl, and it was quite obvious that for him this moment did not exist anyone, except for the Snow Queen, the most beautiful of all the queens on Earth.
The snow king took her hand, and they left.
The girl sat a little more on the ice floor, shifted from the cold, wiped the tears, which were also started to turn into ice, got up and went away from the palace. Where she left and why - no one knows, but it is not important for a fairy tale.
Since then, in the snow kingdom, no one has ever seen her, and the snow king about her, of course, did not remember - because so many different girls and boys come to him every day to him in the palace to learn to play snowballs, do not remember everyone ...
Only sometimes in one of the halls of the snow palace on the perfectly smooth icy floor there are no, and there will also be stumbled upon a strange irregularity, which, if you look carefully, resembles a freezing word LOVE.
A scientist from Kramatorsk Anatoly Sidorenko studies of a snowy person is engaged in the mid-1980s.
He visited the expeditions on the Pamirs and the Caucasus, on the prompt of the famous Russian crypto-bearing of Zhanna-Maria Cofman discovered a snowy person in the Donetsk region and now constantly monitors his movements.
In the Carpathians die away from loneliness Snow man, according to scientists, belongs to higher primates, hominids. But not deprived of both human traits. To him, for example, inherent curiosity and even a sense of humor. Cryptosologists assure that there are several types of snowfall, which are characterized by growth and habits. So, Bigfut from America is very high (more than 2.5 m) and dark-haired.Siberian and Tibetan snowy man - large and blonde. Ukrainian hominid, like the inhabitant of the Caucasian Almist Mountains, has a height of about 195-210 cm and red or brown wool. Usually they keep one at one and often change the habitat. However, the Ukrainian snowy man leads a settling lifestyle and was so painted in the area sat near Kramatorsk that the locals were accustomed to him and dubbed Sasha.
Famous British cryptozoologist David Archer (left) and Ukrainian Anatoly Sidorenko
- This red male is observed around the 1930s. He constantly appears in one village, where it is calm and even feed. This is most likely not the same hominid, but the third generation from Sasha, who seen almost a century ago, says a cryptosisologist. - And there is a snowy man here for a long time, so long that he became a hero of legends. Read "Word about the regiment of Igor"? There is mentioned Div (the creature of great growth, strong, but stupid), who met the commander near the city of Izyum. This can be considered the first literary mention of a snowy person in Ukraine.
In general, according to Anatoly Sidorenko, the hominids also live in Chernigov, Zaporizhzhya regions and in the Carpathians. But the mountain population dies out, since there are no females and the possibility of reproduction.
- In the Donetsk region, we conducted monitoring in 1989 and then approximately 12 individuals. The last time they did the recalculation last year. It turns out 12-15 individuals. By the way, not far from the city of Snekhnaya near the village of Orekhovo was a rare case: there were eight individuals in one family at once.
Eat plants and chew cannabis
The character of snow people is quite peaceful, the locals are not afraid of them. Maybe that's why no one hunts them. And scientists track a snowy person just to learn more about their habits and habits. For example, observations show that the diet of hominids mainly consists of plants and roots: Borschevnik, a cowboy, Malva, Tataknik, nettle. Although it is possible that he knows how to catch fish and get another animal.
"The first thing that the snowman begins to eat in the spring, when snow comes down, - nettle," says Anatoly Sidorenko. - And he also loves hemp, as it is very calorie. And what is interesting, hemp is also a dope of the gominid. During the expedition in the Caucasus, we were expensive in the cannabis field. It can be seen how he climbed the crown and how he improved his mood: he began to lose balance, broke the bushes, and then lay on the ground.
How Almists came to visit
The last expedition to the Caucasus with the participation of scientists from Ukraine, Holland and England, which took place at the end of the summer of this year, brought some discoveries to scientists.
- We led to the observation of the old house, where the Almists often appear. Painted cameras. They heard that he kept near one of them, and was glad that there would be good night pictures. But the camera disappeared. On this basis, we made several important conclusions. First, a snowman has absolute night vision. Secondly, it is quite human curiosity. Wild animal How does the technique come with? Sniffs, touches, even to the tooth can try, but then loses interest and throws. Our hominid camera bounced from a log and taken with me. Thirdly, he has a minor motility of hands, as he knows how to unleash and tie nodes, and still braid pigtails, "the cryptosisist noted.
Kabardians say that Almists often steal horses to ride them. Movements in the maneers will braid exclusively with a utilitarian goal: it is convenient to stay while moving the animal and manage it. According to the mountaineers, a snowy man hypnotizes animals. Horses in the open pasture are trying to escape from him, and those that tied, he cries and kidnaps. And the shepherds say that Almists have a good sense of humor. He merges people with primitive dancing and lifting evil stallions. There was a case when the stallion chased all night behind a snowman. He jumped on one side of a stone fence to another, and the stallion ran around to get rid and very much.
- We also had Hochma. We arrange an ambush in the ruins of the old house. Pressed onions and toasts, so that the smell is pleasant, and hid. The Englishman Richard Freimana became boring, cold, and he went to the house, sat down at the furnace. Almons appeared in the doorway, said "Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo", turned around and left. And Friman was frightened and rushed with the treasured cry, strongly frightening the remaining participants of the expedition, "said Anatolius. In general, a snowman loves something to bubble under his breath. With relatives, he communicates with shouts, calls others whistle. When the female is looking for a cub, makes out of a long sound, resembling the one that the train serves. Retraining the unborn guests, a snowy man screams loudly, so that frost goes on the skin.
Babai from a children's horror
Cryptosologists believe that fairy tales about the Babai, waging children, have their own background. Facts were recorded when the hominids kidnapped people. Children they steal not for entertainment or murder, but to implement the maternal instinct. Such behavior is often observed in monkeys who have lost their cub. However, there were cases of abduction of girls.
The males of a snowy person, it is clear, did it to continue the kind. This is explained by the presence of a modern man's genes in the genome of the Big Fut. The fact of the abduction of women was also reflected in the fairy tales of the mythical creature of Dive.
In one city, an unusual snowy man appeared in the very ordinary courtyard. Like the whole familiar snowman, he was out of the snow, but rather rather on an ordinary boy. It was a short jacket. On the legs of snow pants and boots. On the hands of mittens, and on the head is a fun cap. He smiled, and instead of his nose he had potato. The eyes of small coals seemed alive.
When a friendly company gathered in the courtyard, the guys were going on a new guest with curiosity. All wondered where he came from.
"Yes, okay went to play," the impatient Stasik shouted.
And the guys ran. And only a small love staying near the strange snowy guest. She went around him around. He was above her, and she could not look into his eyes, and therefore she just took his hand and called
- Let's go to play with us.
Suddenly, unexpectedly for all the snowy man reached for the girl. He raised his leg and took a step, then the second, third.
The guys froze in place.
- Blimey! - exclaimed Stasik. - He is real!
- Of course the real, I just fell asleep here a little. Sorry, I took a place on your site. Said a snow stranger.
- What is your name? - Look asked.
- I am a snowflake. Last night I went to Lapland with friends. But we fell into the storm and I fell out of Sanya. And what are you doing here?
- We play!
- And how to play it?
- How to play? And just take and play! For example, ride a slide! Can you? - Stasik shouted the stock.
- And let's try! - Snowflake agreed with pleasure.
All together the guys ran to the slides and began to ride. Who is on sledgers who are on icecakes, and who is just like that. Lyuboye extended his ice ace snowfall, and they rolled together with a slide.
- So funny! - happily shouted a snowy man.
- And even more fun to play snowballs! - shouted Kostya and threw a snow in the snowflake.
Snow guest not confused. Snowballs were formed in his hand themselves, and he became fun to throw them in his new friends.
Then they built a big snow castle. And even bridge with moat. In the castle, the children staged competitions in color. Snowflake has amazing paintings resembling the Northern Lights.
And after dinner, the whole friendly company went to the rink. There they played the catch-up and in the Cossacks-Robbers.
- How do you have fun! - It was not tired of repeating snowflake.
For fun games, night arrogantly came. The guys had to say goodbye to her snowy friend and go home.
Lyuboy with mom brought a snowflake two portions of ice cream and wished him good night.
In the evening, children could not sleep for a long time. Everyone was remembered and told mothers and dads about an amazing snowy sign. The next day, the children gathered on the site before usual. But unfortunately there was no snow in anywhere. Only in their color gallery in the castle he left a message
"Thanks friends. My friends and relatives found me, and I flew home to Lapland. I will be very bored for you. ... But I will now buy everyone to play funny winter games! "
The guys were sad. Lyubochka and at all gathered to cry. And here Stasik said:
- Will not be upset. The snowfast house will be better. After all, spring will come soon and it will not be so fun.
"But we have a wonderful castle," His Katya held him.
- And the wonderful gallery of the drawings.
"And let's draw again," the love suggested. And the guys have supported her together.
This story happened once in the same ordinary city yard.
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About magic men I will tell you a fairy tale.
In this quiet blue evening, my lovely friends.
Far, where snow and blizzard, and where the eternal winter,
Little people lived. I saw them myself.
Growth - a little less birds of bullfinching Ile Sparrow.
So in one cave a snowy friendly family.
Mom - kind Snezhana. Dad - Snowyore - Well done.
Daughters - snow and snowflake, and son - delets.
Fidget Cute - Snowy. The joy of mom and father.
And cheerful, and prime. Jokes, Songs without end.
Every day the father was fishing, the mother of the fire in the cave,
To keep warm at the fire, the family could.
The daughters of the fur coats, the caps sewed from the gun and feathers of birds.
They hurt the wool, and in the whole world there were no virgin girls.
Only a playful snowgron, they did not help them.
From the slides of the day-day rode, ice skates flew.
Somehow new leprosy he invented: to take a fishing line,
Put to the small bird, along with her fly.
Ran away from home early. What I decided, he did not say.
Snowy and did not remember mom. Father suddenly took the fishing line.
He tied her to the bird, quietly sleeping under the pine,
To the cute little cinema, our pamperie naughty.
This bird did not know what was invented by our hero,
Suddenly woke up, I was fixed, flew into the edge of someone else's.
That tit lived in the kingdom for the mountain
The princess of Sandiolla in a large cage is gold.
To the mom, the blizzard and snow faces flew to this edge
And promised to come back in a few days.
Snowsticks Snow and Snowflake went quietly for water,
Suddenly heard: calling them on top of the voice of naughty.
Heads they raised and managed to see:
Brother Up Bird takes, have become all to help call.
Mom came running, dad, all familiar, friends.
The whole ledger of the relatives risen very much.
What is it for the bird of the Snow Little, I shouldrtie away?
Found out that the cinema is that the siny-mothers daughter.
Ran to the village of Bird strokes to brother
He took a snowflake with him to return the boy back.
Song, Snow Hell, wicked son, wanted.
But, snowflake, like a fluff, with her siny brother soared.
I drove it with wings, conceded above my heads,
She waved with a blue mother, quickly disappeared at the mountains.
At this time, for dollars, forgetting about dad, mom,
Snowyrick, not at all, in the palace in the fun lived.
Long, I don't know the crotko, the brother of the cinearies flew
In the castle of Young Sandiole and the roof of the castle sat down.
The guard immediately climbed. Who are the Lord?
Sandiol ordered: "To bring them here!".
And the snowflake explained the whole princess, not taya,
That sister is a native snowy man. I will tell you:
Sandiol was angry with snowflake, not joking,
And he did not want to give a disobedient child.
Suggested only the snowfish three riddles to solve.
It is necessary to find them a solution, so that the boy will pick up home.
The first was a mystery: "Who is in the light of all kinder?"
Slightly thought Snowflake, she became a bolder here.
And the kind of cute mom is not in the world.
Mom will be good. Here you have my such answer!
Sandiol agreed. "Lips in the tube" Passed,
The eyes put down to the dollars, and Tikhonechko said:
"Once another riddle. What is more tender than all in the world?
Do you know, dear, quickly answer me! ".
The snowflake here smiled: "I know! I know! Me again!
These are Matushkina's hands. I will tell you, not melting! "
Sandiol here jerked and sneaked, blushed,
And the last riddle asked (already looked):
"Who is the nice of all in the world? Tell me, this hour!
And not me, dear, I will order you from your eyes! "
Guardies here attended, rowed in a row,
And Snowflake suddenly said (boldly and, not hiding a look):
"And the mile of everyone in the world is our birthday.
It would be nice to be together with my brother in the house Tom. "
So the snowflake guessed three riddles. Well done!
To return with her the brother delets will be able to return,
Sandiol did not want them, of course, let go,
But, his own (princess) the word had to keep her.
The children sat on the cinexes, flew to the edge of the native.
Sandiela also stayed in the palace.
Brother with Sestroy landed at the sovereign porch.
All their relatives came here. Happiness was not the end.
It all ended. Everything is successful this time.
Wait you a little. I will continue my story.
Reviews
The fairy tale is very interesting, extraordinary! Of course, there are flaws, flaws, but I think that with time you will smooth her roughness. I know by experience because I always do it myself! :)
And the fairy tale is worth it, because she teaches children to appreciate the most holy in the world: the house of native and parents!
LIKE!!
With a warm sincere ray of Nancy !!! :)))
Thank you very much, ninochka.
I will learn to correct your poems. I don't know how I see that I'm not right. Junior daughter Lena and grandson Dima fairy tale liked.
And the eldest daughter criticized me. She said that the beginning is such a magical ... She waited for something extraordinary and further. And I have banal riddles ... :) I explain to her that this is my first fairy tale!
Yes, even in verses, which is not just ... And she does not want to hear!
In general, there is something to work on.
With warmth. Natasha.
Natasha, I am in childhood with such an easyness came up with magic fairy tales, and now it became difficult ... I remember, I had two sisin's sisin's sisters and a gnome, Gnome Vasileuk, Kitten Kuzya ... :) And so Fay - the sea!
Fairy tales are very difficult to compose, but the main thing is to do it! Over time, everything will turn out! After all, it feels that the desire is huge !! By the way, grandchildren are a good help of it! Let let be fantasized further, that will be continued! .. :) And rhythmics, the stylistics will be limited to later! There are magnificent storytellers on the poem! Oh, what a wonderful syllable they have, speech turns - super! I can recommend
Olga Panchiskina. Go and find the Fairy Tale section - you will not regret! Have something to be taken !! I myself adore her !! :))
With a warm embracing ray of Nancy !!! :)))
Tale about Yeti - Snowy Man
The highest mountains of the mountain - Himalayas. No bird can fly through them. Rare Mountainee Mountainees visited their lifeless vertices covered with eternal snow and ice. Many miracles and secrets keep ancient Himalayas. And the most amazing is the legend of Yeti - a snowy man.
Thousands of years live people in Himalayas. And thousands of years, lonely travelers talk about their meetings from Yeti. He was seen an ancient monks and wise men, he was met by medieval merchants and peasants, his traces photographed climbers already in our time. Tibetan monks diligently recorded all the stories about Yeti. For many centuries, thick manuscripts accumulated with such entries. In mountainous monasteries, Yeti's hair is stored, similar to dark red wool, his bones, photos of his traces.
But nobody could boast that she touched his hands or looked at the nearby Yeti. No one knows who is such a yet-snowy man. Some say that this is just a big monkey. Others believe that Yeti is a primitive man whose tribe accidentally survived to this day. Third assure that Yeti is the wild people, like Mowgli. For many centuries, wild people have learned to speak and covered with the cold. Many believe that there is no Yeti, and all the stories about them are fictions and the doctors, like hunting baakeks.
From all the stories you can imagine how the Yeti looks like. Yeti looks like a person who has grown long wool, or a large man-like monkey. It is very high - above two meters in growth. He has short legs and long hands. When he stands, it rests on the ground with his hands. He avoids people. Therefore, it was usually seen, running away. Those few people who met him face to face, said that he had gloomy red eyes, like a very angry person.
Residents of the Himalayas attributing the Yeti magic force. It is said that the track of Yeti brings trouble, and the look of Yeti brings a disease and death. It is said that from a hoarse roeva, a man is mowing, he can not move from place, can not move, although he sees everything and understands.
Yeti does not like people, but no one ever told him to attack a person. Mountain residents assure that when people appear in the possessions of Yeti, he leaves forever into other, deserted places. A snowman does not like noise, screams. The experienced people advise when meeting him to stand motionless and wait when he leaves.
One young scientist decided to unravel the secret of Yeti. He prepared hiking equipment and went to Himalayas. There he hired himself to help four porters from the Sherpi tribe.
Sherpi littered with severe pretty and led a scholar in the mountains. The little detachment was walking along the wild jungle, made his way through impassable swamps, drove through the mountain rivers. The travelers had to worry on the sheer cliffs, crawled up on the snow-covered slopes, move through the glaciers. Snowdock avalanches were terribly rustled around, dumb-free ice cracks waved. The squad slowly made his way further. At high altitude there was little air, and it became more difficult to breathe. At night, the shoes frozen the shoes frozen, the clothes were bursting, the tent fabric was burst. Happy Dazzelnaya Snow and Ice and Ice burned face and eyes. Without dark glasses it was possible to blind.
One evening, the detachment stopped for the night. Someone from Sherpov walked away from the camp. And suddenly his frightened exclamation rang out. Scientist looked out of the tent. Sherpi crowded on a small snowy platform and worried excitedly.
- Yeti, Yeti! - heard a scientist.
He came to the sherpam. They were silent and parted. The scientist saw deep traces on the snow. Traces were big, more human. The chain of traces stretched into the distance and disappeared into ice rocks. In the views of Sherpov, frank fear. The scientist understood that it starts, for which he climbed into the very heart of Himalayas.
"Well, that's friends," he smiled calmly. - Let's sleep, and in the morning decide what to do next.
The night was alarming. The scientist could not fall asleep. He saw with his own eyes, finally, a trace of a mysterious Yeti-Snowy man! Among scientists few people believed that a snowman exists. And just a few steps from the tent there is a confirmation of the legend. Of course, you must also make sure that these traces left the Yeti, and not a bear or some other large animal. It is necessary to find the lair of this Yeti, consider it, take a picture, because all over the world there is not a single snapshot of the living Yeti.
From the neighboring tent all night came the excited voices of Sherpov. The scientist understood that Sherpi will refuse to move on in the footsteps of Yeti. He was ready for this. Each people have their own customs, they folded for many centuries, and they must be respected, even if they are caused by a superstition. Well, then he will go alone.
In the morning, as soon as the scientist got out of the tent, Sherpi surrounded him. The faces of his faithful assistants were harsh. Senior from Sherpov stepped to the scientist:
"Head," he said, "it's impossible to go further. Trail Yeti brings trouble. Jeti look brings a disease and death. We must go back, the boss.
"Well, my friends," the scientist said calmly. - You helped me a lot. You are brave men. No one would be able to find a footprint of Yeti, and you found. Now we will go back. We will find a convenient place for camp. There you will wait for me. We have food. I will go on the following Yeti one. I will not bring Yeti, "because I live in a distant country, and the strength of Yeti does not work on me. You will wait for me in the camp for two weeks. If I do not return, then you no longer wait and go home without me.
The confident voice of the scientist reassured Sherpov. The will of one strong person can calm the whole crowd. The harshs of Sherpov are smoothed. Becamer, they began to turn the camp. Soon the little detachment moved on the way back.
The place for the camp was chosen on a small platform under the sheer rock. Here people did not threaten avalanches. The scientist gathered everything necessary for his long single campaign.
"See you, friends," he said to Sherpam. - If in two weeks I won't be back, then leave some. But I will definitely come back!
And he went ahead, flexing under the weight of a huge backpack. Sherpi silently watched him after.
By evening, the scientist reached the old parking, where there were traces of Yeti. The weather was good, and the traces are perfectly preserved. The scientist put a small tent, heat out dinner and fell asleep firmly.
In the morning, he photographed the tracks of Yeti and went there where they led.
This Yeti was great walker. The whole day, the scientist walked with a heavy backpack, and the chain of traces was completely stretched. The traces of the loop between the rocks were lost on stony slopes, on solid ice. In search of a lot of time and strength left. So continued to darkness.
The scientist revealed again and went on in the morning. He walked in the footsteps, losing them, found and looked again. Traces began to rise on a steep snow-covered slope. I had to climb a long time on deep snow, a narrow comb was just two steps, when the scientist suddenly felt that there was a danger. He froze in place, carefully examined. There was no one around. He slowly, trying not to make noise, removed the backpack, rose to the ridge and looked out because of the stones.
In front of him, a small hollow surrounded by cliffs was spread. There was nothing dangerous here. But something forced the scientist silently lying on the stones and not to move. The cold began to wade through the clothes, and he lay everything and carefully examined the hollow, slowly slowly turned his head. And suddenly the sounds came to him, something dark flashed in the recess of one of the rocks. Scientist hid his breath.
On the opposite side of the dell, almost merging with the dark rock, stood Yeti. There was a snow man's lair ...
For several hours in a row, the scientist laid motionlessly lying on cold stones and watched. Only when the sun went down to the vertices of the rocks, he cautiously slipped down. He crushed so much that she was moving with difficulty. He put on his naughty hands and went to choose a place for overnight stay.
The widespread legs did not obey him, at every step he rushed. But he knew that he could not fall, "the noise can be alarmed, because they certainly have excellent rumors.
There were thick twilight when the scientist found a suitable place. He had no strength to put a tent. He could not warm up canned food: Yeti could teach the smell of food. He cries over a buckle of concentrates, climbed into a sleeping bag, wrapped in a tent and tried to fall asleep.
He is strongly freez and his long pounded a large quiet shiver. Most of all he was afraid to get sick. He found a flask with alcohol in a backpack and made a few sips. The trembling gradually disappeared, and he fell asleep.
In the morning the wind rose. He intensified, whistled in the rocks. Snow broke from the mountains, and it seemed that a huge white banner was fluttered on each top. The scientist knew that if the Himalayas rose bad weather, then it was for a long time. It was necessary to hurry. Fortunately, the wind was sideways, drove sounds and smells to the side. The scientist put a tent, carefully secured stretch marks with stones. He warmed canned food, tightly breakfast, got drunk hot tea. Then he took his two cameras and went to the ridge.
He again lay down on the icy stones under the piercing wind. This time he managed to consider Yeti well and take a picture of them several times. Handle's soft closures belonged the wind.
The Yeti family lived in the hollow: five adults and one young. They lived in the deepening of the cliff like a small cave. The first of the cave came out two adults of Yeti. These were tall, strong creatures overgrown with long red-brown wool. They looked around. One of them grunted the mouth. Through the whistle to the scientist came a ferocious roar. After that, both Yeti went to the mountains and soon disappeared for the ledge of the cliff. The scientist managed to take pictures of them.
After that, there was no one in the hollow for more than an hour. Then two more creatures got out of the depressions. They were great first, but old. The wool was swallowed and hung with shreds. They moved slowly and at the same time they were hard on their hands. The wind tremble their long, dirty wool. These old creatures stood on the penetrating wind and disappeared into the lair. Scientist photographed them several times.
Soon the young jumped out on the snow. He slapped into a snowdrift and screamed. The female ran out of the cave. She grabbed a cub, gave him a few slap on the pinch. Young screamed even louder. The scientist managed to make some interesting frames before the female took the young in the darkness of the depression.
By evening, Buran played. Through the whirlwind of dry, barbed snow, the scientist saw two yeti with yellows of branches and roots in the front paws came from behind the cliff. This returned the morning "hunters." They looked around attentively and disappeared into the cave. Apparently, they were the breadwinters of the family. The scientist took a picture of them, although the quality of the pictures no longer hoped.
Buran spiked not for a joke, everything was hiding in the whirlies of the snow. The winds of the wind tear up clothes on the seeded scientist. It was time to return to the tent. A scientist hardly slipped from the crest, tried to stand up on his feet, but he failed to him, - so much the whole scientist crumpled. Where on all fours, where he got to the tent. Inadless hands, he checked the strength of stretch marks. In the tent, he looked out of the flap of the burning liquid and drove into a sleeping bag. There was no strength to warm up canned food, boil coffee.
Buran raged several days. The scientist had to lie down in the tent all this time. The hurricane wind tried to break the panels and stretch marks, and the scientist rejoiced that he was not lazy to fasten his slaughter to the slaughter.
He lost his score of the day. It seemed to him that he was in a cramped tent a whole eternity. Food reserves were noticeable, the snow fell wound a tent, it became difficult to breathe. But the scientist was pleased: both cameras were lying in the backpack, which had no one in the world. For all day, he reflected on mysterious beings, which he managed to see so close. While he did not know who they were: wild people or monkeys. To answer this question, it was necessary to deliver at least one Yeti in a big city and how to explore it in the laboratory. But the main scientist managed to confirm: a snowman really existed!
The scientist also thought that now a snowman, apparently, dying out ... He survived only in such wild places. Lives in shamelessly. Here lives a whole family, and in this family on three adults and two old people accounts for only one young. So that any living beings persist on Earth, the cubs should be no less than adults. Probably, Yeti will soon completely disappear from the face of the earth.
Everything in the world has an end, ended and long buran. Wind subsided, snowfall ceased. A scientist hardly got out of the tent with snow. He almost blind from the sparkling snow white.
And again he lay on the rocky ridge and looked in the hollow. Old Yeti completely exhausted. While Buran raged, they most likely remained without food. Now they have been lying on the snow under the bright sun and almost did not move. Next to them sometimes appeared female with a young on hand. Cubs no longer cried. He was silently and still lay on his hands in his hands, and it was not clear, he was alive or died. The female licked him, pressed to his chest and swayed, as if Bayukal. The scientist looked at Yeti, and his heart was filled with pity for these unfortunate creatures of nature.
And suddenly something pushed him in the back. He turned around and in amazement was dumbfounded. Two steps from him stood a tall Yeti. Dark red wool glitter in the sun. Little red eyes fiercely looked at the uninvited aliens. Yet's hands threateningly scraped snow. The scientist was very frightened. He realized that now Yeti would rush at him.
He had a pistol. But he seemed to be monstrous even the idea that it was possible to kill this creature, which was already doomed to the extinction.
Yeti kept the mouth and grew Grozno. His legs came up, he prepared for the jump. Scientist lightningly hid behind the sinus both cameras and rushed from the ridge down. The fall was long. He hit the stones, rapidly slid over the ice, rolled through the Kubarem in solid snow. Finally, the rabid descent slowed down.
The scientist clung over the stones and stopped the fall on a steep slope. The whole body was broken. The mouth was solono from the blood. He looked up. On the ridge between the stones flashed the figure of the outgoing Yeti.
On the rise took more than an hour. Each movement caused pain. He was very painful in the side, probably he broke the edge. Left leg almost did not bended in the knee. Mittens he lost somewhere, and naked hands of Merzley. There were no hats either, the hair was clogged with snow. He was sick and dizzy, sometimes he was very sick.
Finally, the scientist climbed into the crest and collapsed without his strength. In the discharged air, the lungs burst out of the lack of oxygen. When the heart calmed down a bit, the scientist looked at the hollow. Yeti uneven chain went to the mountains. They left the person. Two strong male walked ahead. Behind them, the female carried on the hands of a sacrificent young. The last ease of the old men. They relied on each other and lagging behind every step.
The scientist watched them after. He was hard on his soul. After all, this, because of him, Yeti left the cherished lair and moved into a cold unknown. Will they find another refuge? Will they stay alive?
Old Yeti, of course, will not stand the difficulties of relocation. Weave the young too, it is also unlikely to go long in hunger and cold. The Yeti family will immediately decrease smoothly half. And this is the result of his curiosity.
If he tells about his meetings from Yeti, if people see his pictures, thousands of inquisitive are rushed into the mountains. And among them will, of course, not only scientists. Among them there will be many hunters and simple zooak. They will cast the last Yeti from the lair. Old Yeti will die from hunger and cold. Cubs will die. The remaining shoots of rare souvenirs are shooting. After all, it is so gorgeous: unzipped on the floor in the living room of the mysterious Yeti!
... Yeti hid behind the slope of the mountain. The scientist stood a little more and moved to his tent. He felt very bad. He somehow gathered his backpack and moved to the camp, where Sherpi was waiting for him. He walked as if only. The head and the whole body hurt more and more, in times dark in the eyes, nausea approached the throat. Apparently, in the fall, he received a concussion. Several Paz got so bad that he went to the snow, unable to do no longer a step. But he rose again and, stumbling at every step, bend forward.
When it happened, it turned out that he had no tent. Probably he left her in the parking lot. The backpack was almost empty, there was no meal in it, there was no alcohol to melt the snow. It is good that a sleeping bag survived. The scientist climbed into it, put an empty backpack under his head and tried to fall asleep ..
The night passed nightmare. In the morning he could not climb his feet for a long time. The disgusting nausea stood in the throat, there was no strength to move their hands. Finally, he rose and walked through a solid snow. Tent and empty backpack stayed in place overnight stay. He completely forgot about them. He did not think about where he was. He knew one thing: you need to go. It is necessary to go, because Sherpi is waiting for him, and if he does not come, they will go down ...
Somewhere he dropped dark glasses, and the shine of the sun blinded him. The eyes were scratched, they cut them as if pepper got into them. In the head stood a venerable ringing. He walked, fell, rose, went again, and fell again.
The ringing in the head became unbearable. The scientist collapsed on the snow and lost consciousness. He woke up from loud voices. He wanted to see who speaks here so loudly, but it was completely dark.
- Who is here? - he asked. - Where I am?
"These are we, the boss," he heard someone's familiar voice.
Holy Maria, "the scientist thought, is Sherpi! So I found them. He suddenly became easy. He rose and almost shouted from severely cutting in his eyes.
- Take glasses, boss ...
Kto, put his glasses in his hands. Scientist put on them. Through dark glasses, he vaguely saw the figures of his saviors. They stood around and looked at him as if with a fright.
- Hello, friends, - said the scientist. - So I found you.
- No, - shook his head elder from Sherpov. - That we found you. We waited two weeks. You were not there. But we did not want to leave without you. Let's look for. And here they found. You walked completely to the other side.
The leaning pain squeezed the heart of the scientist. Riquid sherp! No wonder about their devotion goes legends in the big world. They overcame their age-old fear of Yeti and went to look for him, someone else's person.
- Thank you, friends, - I murmured. - How did you decide?
"You are a real man," said Sherpov's senior. - We could not quit you.
He looked intently at the scientist and asked:
- Did you find Yeti, the boss?
The scientist remembered the uneven chain flowing into the unknown of Yeti. How he appeared he saw a female with a silent young on his hands. I remembered the two old Yeti, convulsively cling to each other, so as not to fall from weakness. Presented the crowd of cheerful hunters, stunning inquiry trophies.
And he slowly shook his head.
"No friends," he said. - I did not find Yeti. It was not Yeti. These traces left the bear.
