thanked Baba Yaga and bade her farewell,
and set out again on her journey. But
her heart was now heavy since she had
heard the news, for she feared that
it was now perhaps already too late.
walked for a long time over steppe and
barren wilderness, until the second
pair of iron shoes were worn out, the
second iron walking stick broken and
the second stone-hard loaf gone.
One evening she came to the edge of
a swamp. Mosquitoes buzzed over the
swamp. There was a smell of stagnant
water in the air. It was almost dark
and bats were swooping low over the
swamp catching insects.
the mist she spotted a hut on chicken's
legs just like the last, but because
darkness was coming down fast, she was
afraid to go any further for fear of
falling into the swamp.
In spite of the darkness, she could
still see the spool of thread rolling
ahead of her. It seemed to be shimmering
in the darkness. It rolled on in a zig-zag
path across the swamp.
Rather than turn back in the dark and
risk falling into the swamp, she decided
it would be best to follow it. Although
she was already tired, she had to run
to keep up with the spool of thread,
which seemed to have put on an extra
spurt of speed.
She stopped for a second to get her
breath, but immediately decided to keep
going when a swarm of mosquitoes began
dancing around her head. To her relief,
once she started moving on they disappeared
again as fast as they had come.
few moments later she realised that
she had almost reached the hut.
then she heard an old croaking voice.
'Ah, so Baba Yaga, my youngest sister
has at last returned my spool of thread!
She has had it for more than ninety
wonder my clothes are falling apart.'
old woman stepped out from behind a
tree, picked up the spool of thread
and held it to her gnarled old cheek.
She stroked the spool of thread with
her long bony fingers and spoke softly
to it. 'And what have you brought with
you this time?' And she cocked her head
to one side as if listening to something.
Raisa listened too, but couldn't hear
anything at all. The second Baba Yaga
came up to her, squinted up into her
face, (for she was bent over even more
than the first Baba Yaga,) and croaked
'Where are you going to, my pretty one?'
got quite a shock at seeing that terrible
face up so close, and her first instinct
was to immediately turn around and run
away as fast as possible.
But she had also been brought up to
be polite and to consider the feelings
of others. Another reason she did not
run away could have been that she was
numb with fright. Still, she could not
help her voice trembling a little as
please, I am looking for Finist the
know Finist the Bright Falcon of the
rainbow coloured feathers.' said second
Baba Yaga. 'You have a long way in front
of you. It won't be easy to find him.
But you must follow your dream.
The one you seek is promised to be married
in the three times nine kingdom. But
I think I can help you.
come inside and have something to eat.'
A crowd of fluttering bats flew up around
the doorway as they entered the hut.
Baba Yaga crooned to them:
'Don't be frightened of the pretty one,
my little pets, she is a friend of Finist
the Bright Falcon!'
in the hut seemed to be exactly as it
had been in the hut of the first Baba
Yaga. There on the shelves were the
jars with the thousand eyes that she
could feel watching her whenever she
looked away. There was the Mirror of
Reality again with its strange dark
The chair with the carved bear's paws
seemed to be welcoming her back into
their arms again. The toad was starting
to crawl over towards the table. The
food was as delicious as in the last
house, the freshly baked bread, the
kefir drink, the mushrooms and berries.
Once again, a large black cat came up
to the witch and rubbed itself against
her boney legs.
After they had eaten, the second Baba
Yaga gave her some cushions for the
night where she slept soundly.
At dawn Baba Yaga woke her and gave
her a present of a silver dish with
a golden egg on it.
you come to the blue ocean, in the three
times nine kingdom, the bride of Finist
the Bright Falcon will be out walking
on the beach. When you roll the golden
egg on the silver dish, she will want
to buy it from you, but do not take
any money for it. Instead ask to see
Finist the Bright Falcon.'
told her. 'Go now to the house of my
older sister. She knows where to find
Finist the Bright Falcon. She will help
how will I find my way back through
the swamp, now that I don't have the
spool of thread anymore?' Raisa was
thinking. To her relief Baba Yaga had
also thought of that.
may follow the spool of thread to my
older sister. Since I have waited over
ninety years for my clothes to be mended,
a few more won't make any difference!'
with these words Baba Yaga threw down
the spool of thread in front of Raisa
and it began to roll out over the swamp.
thanked the second Baba Yaga and went
on her way following the spool of thread.