Prikaz — Crvendac Pastrmka I Vrana

“You see?” said Vrana. “The mountain does not punish with claws. It punishes with becoming . You ate a trout. Now you are half a trout. Your song is her memory. Your hunger is her cold. You will never fly straight again.”

And the mountain heard.

“No,” said Vrana. “But you’d eat one if you could. You’ve forgotten the law of this place: the thrush does not take the trout. The crow does not take the thrush’s eggs. The trout does not eat the crow’s fallen young. We are three separate circles. Break one, and the mountain forgets you.” Crvendac Pastrmka I Vrana Prikaz