And thunder struck in the horseradish. Andrianova T.

It’s hard to marry a witch, especially if she herself does not want to. Even if she is beautiful and with a good dowry, it is no easier for her to arrange her personal life. Yes, and how to establish relations with a hermit who lived in a complete undead of an nameless forest and who, by chance, was accepted for the dead and even buried behind the fence of a local cemetery?! With all honors, of course, but who is easier from this? For sure, not the witch itself. Yes, and they wanted to burn her hut.

Well, how now to go to an angry girl with a simple request to call spring rain to pour crops? But the craps are not at all the same people as not to come up with anything. And the solution was found. And thunder struck in horseradish...