[🇬🇧] The Neverending Story ∞

[🇬🇧] English version (translated by artificial intelligence {AI})

VOLUME I

CHAPTER 1

The wind blew exceptionally strongly today. Strongly - that's an understatement. It was a veritable hurricane! It traversed mountains, forests, and valleys at a dizzying speed of 140 km/h (almost 40 m/s), much like falcons from a certain famous Polish-Ukrainian song. However, there were no falcons in the vicinity, not a trace of them to be seen or heard. Instead, the entire village witnessed the complete destruction of single-family homes, along with the ruined lives of the already impoverished residents. Everywhere around, lifeless branches lay, and in some places, entire trees were uprooted. They lay there as if crying out for help. As if images of their faces contorted in pain and suffering were painted between the crevices of their bark. Some of these trees had survived for centuries. They had seen and heard many things, but unfortunately (or fortunately), their lives could not last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Something begins, something ends. Something ends, something begins. Headlines from the current local news were flooded with sensational reports of 12 points on the Beaufort scale (which hadn't happened in years) and dramatic descriptions of the events affecting the local population. Someone succumbed to a fatal car accident after a long week of hard work in a corporate job in the big city, heading home for the weekend. For someone else, a tree fell on their house, causing extensive damage. Yet another person, due to a momentary lapse of attention, had their stroller carried away by the wind, with a few months old baby inside. The baby was little Jaś. There was no trace of him. Alerts and warnings of the highest level were issued. People were urged to stay in their homes if they still had a roof over their heads. Others were evacuated to a safe place tens of kilometers away from the village. At sunset, which, against all odds, was exceptionally beautiful and picturesque, the entire town seemed deserted. Outside, aside from the howling wind, there was not a soul in sight. With one exception...

TBC (to be continued 😇)

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