Once upon a time in a distant, peaceful valley there was a village in which people lived in love and friendship together. No one had to complain about anything. Men loved their women, and children were grown with the sweetest loving cares. One day, a foreign man came on the town. He was a friar. And really, a weird kind of one. He didn't talk to anyone, till he reached the town square, where he called all the people, telling he had something to say. "Listen to me! This valley looks like Heaven, but, believe me, soon the angels will be turned into demons. I'm warning you! Take care of your children, take care them far from this valley until they grow. Otherwise this Heaven will become Hell!" People didn't believe the prophecy, they just thought the friar must be crazy, and didn't listen any further, while he kept on repeating there was a curse hanging over their heads and that they should mind their children. Across that night, all the children vanished. No traces could be found. No clues. No children. They accused the friar, and took him to the shaman, where he explained the curse had become real and told them what to do. Only gnomes could bring the children back. So they had to create their gnomes. The only way to do that was to catch a child's dream. People brought the few remaining children to the wood, where the friar put them to sleep and entered their dreams. There he found the gnomes, and told them they had to come out and find the other children. Gnomes followed the vanished children's dreams and finally found them and brought them back from an evil nightmare created by a witch who burnt to Hell, won by dreams. Since that day children have been the most precious thing of the valley, and gnomes always kept on guarding over their dreams.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
