In the village, Uncle Khouni arrived, pulling a group of dogs in his snowmobile .
Sula was cleaning the window of the room and saw a speeding dog-drawn carriage coming to the house.
She was thinking to herself: Is she coming to visit us or a passer-by?
But the person riding the cart looks like Capelli.
Is this a ghost?
As he approached the house, Khoni was wearing a red winter hat and singing in a loud voice.
My beautiful cart, my dogs pulling it
I ride it while holding my ropes so I don’t fall I don’t trust that snowy white carpet I’m walking on My brother Capelli fell and lost his key My beautiful car, my dogs pull it I ride it while holding my ropes so I don’t fall Capelli, my good brother, you have increased your trust in people They walk on the white carpet like humans And those beneath him will be monsters Capelli brother, they took your money Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
My dogs are not monsters
Monsters cannot act in their image
Monsters take the form of humans
Sayali, my love, you will defeat them
Vizilla, your smile will burn them
My beautiful carriage, don’t be afraid
The monsters have disappeared.
They have sucked a lot of blood