|The Black Gazelle (standard:fairy tales, 2776 words)|
|Author: Boris Sudarushkin||Added: Jan 19 2015||Views/Reads: 840/803||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Young russian girl meets a guy from Finland on Russia-Finland border. Together they go to Lapland where Santa lives and miracles happen...|
The Black Gazelle Boris Sudarushkin ... This story is a part of "Lapland and Little Hippo Boris" by Boris Sudarushkin. Ch. 1 -You see,- said Little hippo Boris to a young fowler, -I told you that we would get lost.There was no reason to penetrate so deep into the forest! The young fowler was actually a student of about 19 years old. His name was Martin and he just entered the school of ecology at the university of Rovaniemi in the northern Finnish province of Lapland which is so famous for being the residence of Santa Claus. He made a deep breath, checked his camera and answered Little hippo: -Why can you not understand that I have to come here to take pictures of local birds for my diploma thesis? Don't you know that I'm going to become an ornithologist, a specialist in birds?! -Yes,- responded Little hippo, -but what if we have incidentally crossed the border and are now not in Lapland and even not in Finland, but...in Russia!... Santa does not let us go so far away! The hippo raised his hand with a palm of spreaded fingers up to his ear and his eyebrows moved up in disagreement and amusement. -Well,- agreed the student, -let's then try to get to that glade. It looks like there starts a road. Little hippo Boris shaking his big head followed the student towards the light between the trees. Approaching the glade he suddenly noticed that there was somebody on the opposite side ... Ch. 2 And sure...Little hippo was right. Under the bush there was a chaise-long with a beautiful girl taking a sunbath in the rays of the rare northern sun. Her motorbike was parked nearby. The girl was reading a book not seeing our friends. -I can hide here,- murmured Little Boris. -She may be frightened to see a talking hippo...and you may go and ask her for the way. The student moved forward trying to protect his eyes from the bright sun . The girl heard the footsteps and put her book aside looking surprisingly at the approaching youth. -Well,- thought the fowler, -she is not afraid of strangers in the forest. At this moment he suddenly noticed a gun under the girl's book... -Hi,- the young man greeted the girl and anxiously looked at the gun, -My name is Martin. I have got lost here and would like just to find out where the highway is ... -Hi,- responded the girl jumping to her feet. -The highway is just behind your back...on the opposite side of the border... -It means I crossed the border!,- said frightened Martin. -Am I in Russia!? He suddenly recalled that the girl might not understand what he was talking about and so he explained, -I mean that I am from Lapland...I was brought there from ...from the Past...You see...it maybe looks strange, but I really was taken from the Past by Santa...Have you ever heard about Santa? The girl did not seem to believe in such an explanation and looking with Click here to read the rest of this story (348 more lines)
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