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Yule fairy tale.

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Yule fairy tale.

 

 

She sat at the window and looked at the mountains and clouds. Autumn-Winter storms begin, a beautiful time. This is the time of year when she goes down from the mountains, down to people, visits their cities and villages. The Cat distracted her from contemplation by jumping onto her back. This reminded her that she needed to try on a new outfit, not because she has to visit the world of people, but because it is not a good idea to make Cat angry. The Cat is just not tolerant of old rags, tearing and gobbling up can easily be someone who is not dressed in style.

Her name is Gryla. She is the mother of 13 sons. People calls her children Yule Lads, or trolls. Her husband, and the father of her children, Leppaluthi is incredibly lazy, just lying on the sofa and staring at the telly. But she has to prepare gifts for the children who put their shoes on the windowsill. Not everyone, of course, those who are not obedient will get potatoes in their shoes. Raw potatoes.

Some people believe that Gryla is ugly, which of course is difficult to agree with, because she was married three times and gave birth to 13 children from her last marriage.

She must also find her bag, which she always takes with her down to the peoples world, where to put especially bad children. The most nasty after all are the most delicious, you don’t even have to salt.

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