Noitatunturi / The WitchHill

Pyhätunturi / The HolyHill

Clouds were hanging heavily over the sky

The HolyHills

All three of them

Were wrapped in thick fog

But I wouldn't care

Every day is a new adventure

And today would be the biggest of them all

I would climb on top of the WitchHill

But not alone

An another explorer would join me

To share this adventure

He was waiting for me

At the edge of the frozen swamp

Jeti

Half a man half a yeti

He looked beautiful

His white lion fur wavering in the wind

He smiled at me

I felt something warm

Lighting up inside me

We started climbing up

It was really warm day

And the snow was already rotting

Time to time

The surface of the snow

Would let our steps down

It was hard work

But glancing back every now and then

Would tell us

We really had made some progress

On our journey

Soon we started to reach the clouds

Ahead of us were no big trees anymore

Just some tiny and really tough ones

In Finnish

I would call this tiny trees "sisukas"

Which means that they won't give up

Neither would us

Next to us

Was the God's Hat

And little by little

As we climbed higher

It's top vanished to the clouds

Finally there were no more trees

Not even the small ones

Only white snow

As far as you could see

Which wasn't so far

To be honest

Soon there was

No sky

No horizon

No ground

No shapes

No up

No down

Now would be better

To stay together

Our world shrinked

To a couple square meters

Only our own footprints

Vanishing to the nothingness

The air started to freeze
Literally
We could see the air freezing around us
Shivering went through me
Suddenly I felt really cold

Did you here that?

Did you see that?

What?

"Are you, are you

Coming to the tree

Where they strung up a man

They say who murdered three

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree."

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Afterwards Jeti told me

This was the best adventure ever

I smiled

This was the best adventure yet

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