Among the tundra near the river, a crow and a raven lived in a dugout. Summer came and they moved to yaranga. A crow went into the tundra to pick a berry and gave birth to a girl there. She wanted to go home, and then the devil attacked her, and she told him:
- Take the child and let me go!
She left, and the devil attacked the girl. He ate and ate, but the girl was still alive and unharmed, sitting on the ground. The devil looked and said:
- Yeah, there’s another one, that’s good! - and again opened his mouth. And the girl is again unharmed, but has become bigger.
“I’m too old, they won’t take my teeth,” thought the devil, “we need to call the young ones!”
Young devils came and pounced on the girl, but she grew bigger and bigger before our eyes.
The devils looked at each other and said:
“Our teeth won’t take it.”
And they went into the hills.
A girl is sitting, playing with pebbles. A mouse ran out of a hole, the girl threw a pebble at it and killed it. So she hunted mice. From mouse skins I made myself a kamleika, a kukhlyanka.
A herd of wild deer approached. The girl grabbed a large stone, threw it at the deer and killed it. So she hunted deer. She made a yaranga from their skins and lived in it.
One day a fine fellow comes to her and asks for a drink. The girl brought him water, in handfuls. They saw each other, looked at the reflection - one face.
“Who are you?” asked the guy.
“I don’t know,” said the girl.
- Who is your mother?
- Tundra.
A guy comes home and asks:
- Mother, am I the only one with you?
- Yes, one.
- What kind of girl lives in the tundra, so similar to me that you can’t tell the difference...
The mother told her son that she once had a daughter. - Let's go get her quickly! - said the son. They harnessed the reindeer and drove off. All.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru