The curse of the shadows in the mountains
The elders tell of a legend from this area. On a gray afternoon in late autumn, an old man came to the village and asked to be admitted for only one night. Although it was getting dark and the icy autumn wind was very terrible for the old man, no one of the people in the village was politely enough to help him. The proud villagers had nothing but scorn and derision for the old man and some even spit in the face of him or mockingly slapped him with the palms of their hands. At the richest courtyard of the village an angry farmer set vicious dogs on him so that the hiker had to take refuge in even higher and colder mountainous regions. With his last strength he reached a protective against the wind rock niche. The old man was very exhausted and due to the severe frost he should not survive the coming night! With a trembling voice the dying stranger still imposed a curse on the mountain village and its inhabitants. The earth began to shake and huge cracks were opened in the underground. And all the houses of the village fell into the black abyss. Since that day dark shadows draw over the mountain peaks and the rocks are always dark and gloomy.
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