So this is how it happened. One sunny afternoon, when I was about halfway through primary school, we set off to Senica, a hill directly behind my home village. My father was the leader of the company, my older brother followed and stumbling behind them was me with two friends Preberi več
part 1 Marv the Dwarf is really a gnome. His size is of a human thumb, even though this thumb would most probably belong to a burly lumberjack. Still, a thumb is a thumb. Marv, because he was recognized as a MARVellous storyteller and indeed he is, as you will Preberi več
I was sitting on an old tree stump just a bit above the path to Senica. I closed my eyes and opened my ears. The wind was moving through the leaves above and around me, creating a subtle noise. I sat completely still. Very soon the sound of beech tree Preberi več
First you have to meet Duja baba. Duja baba was a giant woman that lived long time ago on a hill called Senica. She was so big she could stand with one feet on Senica and the other one on Logarsce. She washed her laundry in the Baca river. In Preberi več