One day there was an evil crow living on top of a high mountain where the winds in it produced a sound like music. And the branches were gentle and complete, so the crow was greedy, cold, and thinking all the beautiful things, and whenever she turned from food she felt constant with hunger, but her mother was generous for humans.
And all who lived in the village of the monster feared this evil crow that was killing their children to eat them. And even though the birds of the village had never seen the crow while she was killing their children, they were very confident that the crow had a relationship with their children, and they were right!
Thus the evil crow had done a magical thing: whenever she ate the ball, she became immune to anything on the ground. And she looked at the ball, and whenever she saw children far from their homes, she would place the ball in a place close to them and hide where the children wouldn’t see her.
And whenever the children saw the ball, they would go to gather it because they wanted to play with it. And whenever they gathered from it, she would move away quickly like a scary person, and whoever didn’t catch her would feel cold and feel hungry, and all his desire was to hold the magic ball.
One day, a small boy’s grandfather came with his small sister, and they reached the mountain where the crow lived. And whenever they gathered, the boy’s sister found the magic ball, beautiful and scary, under the tree’s root. The sister remembered her brother, forgot the grandfather, and took the ball. And whenever she took from it, the ball moved away quickly. And the girl escaped from the scare to find herself standing barefoot in front of crow’s house.
The girl started crying and said, “Where am I?” She took off her grandfather’s shoes around herself because she was feeling very cold. Her brother came to her and said to her, “I’ve been calling you for years.” She said to him, “What happened?” He said to her, “I’ve been calling you for years, and I’ve called you a lot, and you don’t hear me.”
She said to him, “I’m kind to the monster.” He said to her, “You must get out of the cold now.” And he found a small hole in the mountain to hide inside it to warm his sister from the cold. He returned happily until they found their way to the house, but the boy didn’t sleep and stayed outside the hole because he knew they would be exposed to danger. In the beginning he was warming his hands with his hands, but sleep overtook him from cold. And they went inside the hole. The girl knew she was sleeping in her warm house next to the oven, and she felt that someone was warming her, but she was surprised that her warming lasted with a stick.
Whenever she woke up, she found the crow had tied her hair in the pit, so she screamed and called to her brother, and whenever her brother tried to reach her, he found the crow had prepared a trap strongly between them, so the brother tried to hurt her or hurt her group, but he didn’t succeed. And suddenly a large turtle that accompanied the crow came running with its strong leg and said after a little, “She will hit the girl and eat her.” The brother knew the fire was what burnt them, and he said to his sister, “I will try to get the fire.” He ran quickly even though he was tired because he wanted to save his sister quickly.
And suddenly he saw a bird flying above him, he felt he wanted to run. He followed the bird until he reached a strange cave. He knocked on its door but no one answered him. He entered the cave and took the strange and stood in front of the fire inside the cave. But he appeared as a man sitting on a chair inside the cave.
And the wizard said to his brother, “I know you want the fire to save your sister from the crow.” The man stood up and kicked a strange door, so the bird came out of the door. The man threw a stick in the rock and gave it to the bird and said to him, “Come, here is human. You must escape.” The bird flew and the brother crossed through the trees, and in the end they reached the mountain of the crow. The brother rushed inside the trees and gathered a group of woods and threw fire in them. And the fire rose in the mountain of the crow and burnt the scary house and escaped the trap. And the sister turned to her brother and said to him, “Thank you very much.” And she looked to the bird of the brave hero who was running with its leg and put her cold hands on its leg, so the fires rose, and she thanked him a lot because he saved her.
And the brother and sister went to the village and told them about the crow and the way she killed their children. And from that day the crow couldn’t steal other children’s children.
Translated from: The Magic Ball.