Nikolaos The Man Of Dreams ...and The Legend Of Santa Claus. Armando Lazzari

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      The being was not a man, but a dried woody creature that stared at him through two dark and deep cavities. The beard was actually made up of myriads of threads woven and woven by insects similar to silkworms that moved creeping through the holes scattered on the talking trunk.

      If the Bishop was surprised, he did not give him the least bit of notice. What was different instead was the reaction of the elf.

      "And what freak of nature would you be?"

      The being did not resent the insult and slowly moving his neck he stared at Pétros.

      "I am the solution that you are looking for, but I have a price: I want the stick held by man.

      The indignation exploded from Nicholas' lips.

      "Forget it! This is a sacred symbol, ugly, putrid pile of wood! Ask me something else, and I will see to it that you are satisfied."

      The Krampus, feeling himself backed by the giant, echoed.

      "Yeah! Or give us a good reason not to make a bonfire with your roots and take your ramshackle boat. I'm sure that a nice bonfire would brighten up the environment!"

      The menace did not break down the being at all.

      "In that case, even if for a short while, you would clearly see both the ravenous beings jumping in the waters ready to devour you, and the insidious reels that in a few moments can swallow you into the deep abysses. Without my knowledge of the river you would never get to the other side. I have watched you well and you possess nothing, except the stick, that might interest me, therefore...".

      Pétros decided to continue on the path of threats.

      "I'll bet you I'll cut your arms into little sticks that are only good as toothpicks, until you decide to take us to the other side"?

      The being lifted the long arms, which were submerged. When they came out of the water they showed their true nature: they were the oars themselves to move the ferry.

      "Am I wrong, or did you use the word bet? Has it been a long time since I played aleae3 ? How about betting a passage? If you win, I'll take you to the other side without asking anything in return, if I win, I'll only take you in exchange for the stick".

      The Krampus approached the bishop's ear to whisper his idea.

      "We accept and leave it to me, master! With the dice I make real miracles!" he strutted his stuff.

      "I am not your master! And then, do you realize what is at stake? I can't afford to lose the win, it's not just any old stick!"

      "Yes, I understand that, but trust me, I never lose! Trust me, it'll be a joke, I have my tricks, and when I play, I just win!" he tried to persuade him while Nicholas watched him silently.

      "Does the damnation of your soul concern the game?"

      "Unfortunately yes. Let's say that the game component played a fundamental role... the fact is that I ask you to trust me!"

      The security of the being convinced the Bishop to give in, also because time was running out and that was the only way to cross the river and reach the boys before it was too late. Then, if things had gotten really bad, he would have remedied it in another way. He certainly had no intention of complying with the absurd request of a demonic entity.

      "All right, I accept, he will play for me," he declared.

      The boatman simply nodded his head.

      "Excellent decision, master! Well then, you've got a jumble of fireplace logs, what are the rules?" Pétros informed himself.

      From one arm of the rower developed a secondary branch that generated another arm. From one of the woody nodules of the hand, dice were formed that rolled to the feet of the challengers.

      "Mine. Three dice, two shots: the opening shot and the shot of fate. The first roll is preparatory and has no value, the second is the one that decrees the winner. Whoever gets the highest point wins".

      Pétros mockingly picked up the dice and shook them in his hands ready to roll.

      "The set design was a bit crap, but suggestive, however, it's all clear. If you don't mind I'll start..."

      "One moment! To preserve the integrity of the game we will use the turricula!"

      Also from the fingers, a small dark wood tower was formed decorated with an opening at the top, shelves tilted in the middle and an exit hole at the base.

      The leprechaun remained forbidden for a few moments.

      "Well, I didn't expect this, and it certainly complicates the matter a little...but it won't be a big problem...at least I hope so...let's do this, you do the honours: it's your first shot!

      The being with phlegm picked up the dice and let them fall into СКАЧАТЬ