Indian legend: Hayakova

khayakowa is the indian name for shell coins, which in the indian nation are ornamentals and used as coins.

in ancient times, downstream of a great river, living with an old, a little smart nescian.

he lived as an indian born by the river, hunting and fishing.

apart from that, his favorite is the shell, and in this valley whoever has more shells than others is more respected.

this old nessian has been building shells all his life, and it's always too much.

he didn't even let his wife wear hershells and necklaces.

as soon as he gets the shells, he hides them.

they also often do obstinate business in exchange for shells.

but he still wants to find a shell treasure.

he prayed day and night to the gods, asking them to give him a place where he could dig up more shells.

finally, the moose god told him that there were a lot of bells buried on mount rainier, and that he was told how to dig out these babies.

mount rainier at the end of the forest, no one has ever been to it.

but the desire to take the bell has added courage to this nescian.

as soon as the sun came down, he began to climb the mountain with food and two shovels made of large antlers.

a day and a night, finally peaking.

there's a big blower on the top, and there's snow on the side wall, just like a black lake.

in contrast to the shore, there were three giant stones, which were exactly where the moose god had spoken.

the first stone is a tall crop with a head like a salmon.

the second is sharp, like a garlic penis.

the third stone is a little further from the first two, like a moose head with a hairy chair horn on its head.

so he digs under the feet of the deer, as the moose showed.

suddenly, 12 large otters crawled from the lake.

they're in a pacing step, coming towards the nessian cricket, surrounding him in a big circle.

the men of nessian kryptonian, who had shivers in their hearts and felt no hostility or threats from the other side, had returned to work.

the snow was shoveled out and the black land covered with stones appeared.

he was a little tired, so he stopped working and took a breath.

but as soon as he stops his shovels, the otters turn around and beat him with their big tails.

he was beaten all over his body and had to wave shovels.

it's been a while since the nescian people finally showed a square hole.

he looked in the hole, and he was astonished.

he was excited to string red-haired shells up and down with deer ropes, but the shells in the pit were not reduced.

so he made up his mind about moving back and forth and carefully disguised the hole.

everything was arranged, but one thing was forgotten — he did not offer the gods his sincere thanks.

he should have listened to the elk, and put a shell on each of the three stones to show gratitude。but he was so excited and greedy that he forgot his ancestor.

he left the hole with a shell coin that was so heavy that he couldn't even get his waist straight.

and the otters jumped into the lake.

the snow is so soft, and the nessian are so heavy when he tries to climb up to the tip of the fountain, he has to stop and look back.

only the lake where the otters do the fun of water rises into a thicker black layer.

he started to get nervous and accelerated.

and the dark behind you is always there.

"hayakowa! hayakova!” the nessians finally realized what he should give to the gods.

so he threw the bell in his left hand at the hurricane.

hurricanes stopped for a moment, but soon a new offensive was launched against him and the voices of the gods were heard: “hayakowa!” he seemed to think that the gods were reaching out to take away the beads on his chest and neck.

he was terrified and he threw the beads into the hurricane.

there were no more beets on him, but the hurricane meant nothing to stop, and in the end he had to throw out the last one.

he felt a moment of uncertainty, he was exhausted, he fell unconsciously in the soft snow and fell asleep...

when he woke up, he found himself at the foot of the mountain.

he put his hands on his hair and felt that it was too long and greasy.

what's strange is that he felt a little lightness that he had never had, either to himself or to the world around him, that he had never felt so satisfied with.

now he just wants to see his home and his neighbours as soon as possible.

he stepped up on his own, although the joint was still sore.

when he returned home, he found out that he had lived in a place that was now a new, much larger house.

the original tree had become a tall, leafy forest, and her wife was much older.

and she became very rich, with so many beautiful shells around her neck and chest.

his wife told him he'd been gone 30 years.

over the years, she picked up some karmas garlic and herbs to sell, and the neighbors helped build a new house and bought these shells.

her wife and neighbours soon found out that her husband had gone to mount rainier and had changed completely.

he was completely indifferent to the shells and always tried to help his neighbours.

he also told people to learn to be thankful to the gods and become the largest witch doctor among the nescians。