He called me Bobka, even though I wasn’t bobka at all. I’m a boy. Only I am not a human, but an animal. I am a squirrel – in your opinion.
I live in a hole in the rock. . . I have a burrow there. It’s nice there. .
I dragged some herbs there and it is warm to sleep. .
I also hide everything there. . . What I’ll find. . Something special. . . I found a button. . So, something special. .
I don’t have a home like people do. . . I would like to. . .
But I can’t do it with my hands now. .
I used to be able to, when I was a human. . . . In that life. . . I was killed then. . . .
And then I became a squirrel. . I don’t know why. . . . I’m an animal now. .
I don’t have parents. . They were caught and killed. . I hid and was not noticed.
I sat in the house for a long time. Then I decided that if I didn’t find food myself, I would die. . . .
I got out but did not stay on the rock and fell down. . . I didn’t hit very hard. . . Then I sat and waited. . . I don’t know what for. . . . I couldn’t find any food, and I couldn’t get back in. .
That’s when I saw Him. . .
I tried to climb the rock again, but I kept falling off. . . I was small. . .
He lifted me off the ground. . . He picked me up and looked at me for a long time. .
Then he said – Bobka. . . .
So it means I’m Bobka. .
And He is he.
And that’s it. .
He lifted me up to the hole in the rock and said, “Get inside, Bobka. . .”.
You can’t sit on the ground for a long time – the snake can crawl out and grab you with its teeth. .
There wasn’t much room in the hole, but I was small. . .
Then he brought some dry grass and put it in my hole. . . Then he came again and brought the worm’s head. . . . That’s when I had my first full meal. .
Then he came every day and brought me something to eat. .
He always brought me something to eat and gave it to me..
Usually, he brought the most delicious part of the worm, the head. .
And I run to him, climb on his clothes on his chest. . . He takes me in his arms and always says: “Here’s Bobka, eat. . . grow big. . “.
That’s how I got used to him. . . .
When he was just coming up the trail, I could already hear him. . . I knew his steps and ran to meet. . . , climbed on his hands. . . .
We were sitting on a rock. . . He kept thinking about something. . .
Sometimes for a very long time and I fell asleep in his arms. .
I’ve grown up now. . . – I find food myself. . . . But I miss him. . I’m looking forward to him. . . , when he comes again and I see his smile, gray eyes with rays. . . .
I always think of him leaning toward me, and I cling to his sleeve and jump on his shoulder. . .
He sits down on a rock, and I get down on his hands and look at his face.
I like to look at him. . . For a long, long time. . . .
I also like to climb on his shoulder and run my paws through his long blond hair. . .
He laughs softly and keeps repeating, “My Bobka, you are my Bobka. . .”.
I don’t remember my parents from my previous life. . . .
I don’t remember anything. . . . I just know that I was killed and that I have to hide from These. . So I look at Him and think that he’s like my Father. . . . And I’m his son. . . .
And I hold his finger with both paws. . . , really tight. . . .
And He smiles and repeats: “My Bobka, you are my Bobka. . .”
Then he started telling me. . .
I understood Him. . . and kept looking into those big gray eyes. . . .
That’s how I found out he lived alone. . . .
That he has a beloved one. That she’s the best. .
That her leg was broken by These when she was still a little girl. . . .
And another thing was done. . Well, the eye was gouged out. . . and more. . . .
I don’t want to tell. . You’ll think she’s not pretty. .
And she was the most beautiful. . . . That’s what He said. . There was no one better.
That’s it. . .
I sat quietly in his arms trying not to move. . . .
And then all of a sudden changed. .
He was gone for a very long time. . . . I thought I could hear his footsteps, . . . I was running out to meet him, but there was no one around the corner. . . and my heart sank somehow. .
When he came, he was different. . .
He sat down on the rock where we always sat and didn’t move for a long time.
I climbed on his shoulder, and he didn’t seem to feel it. . .
He just sat there with his head down and his eyes closed. . .
I ran my fingers through his hair. . .
Then, in a strange and muffled way, he squeezed out words from where there is nothing: “My Bobka, you are my Bobka. . .”.
So I found out that now he doesn’t have his beloved. . . That She. . . , that her. . .
That she was killed after that. . . .
I realized that it was very scary. . .
Because He cried when he told about it. . . .
He told. . . as to a person. . . . Like I’m his son. . . . Unborn.
His and Her son. . . .
He talked on and on. . . About her. . . What She is like. . . How they loved each other and how they wanted a boy. .
They also wanted the girl. . . , but they were afraid that These would take her to the House. . The House of These. . . The House of Death. .
And. . . The boy could have grown up with them. . . While he grows up. . And girls were taken away by These as soon as they started walking. . So they were afraid that the girl would be taken away. . . . And when you’re afraid, girls aren’t born. . Boys aren’t born either. . . , but they are wanted to be born. . . To. . . someday. . .
So the Tradition says. . . A boy must be born. .
Maybe I’ll be that boy. . . In another life. . . .
That’s what he told me. .
Then he stopped talking again and closed his eyes. . . Sometimes he shuddered and tears flowed down his cheeks. . . , one fell on me. . . and I started to cry too. . . , I squeezed his finger with my paws so that he wouldn’t cry. . . or so that I. . . .
He didn’t see me cry, I had a very small tear that came out. . . One. .
He killed the three who did this to his beloved. . .
he hid her body in a crevice on the mountain and covered it with rocks. .
He hasn’t returned to his house since. . . They’re looking for him now. . . .
Now he was hiding in a crevice, near the spot where he had first seen and picked me up. . . .
It’s not the best place to hide, but he wanted me around. . . He always thought of me as a Son. . He didn’t tell me that, but I could hear his thoughts. .
He went out looking for food early in the morning while These were still asleep, or in the evening. . . In the evening, they are afraid to leave the House.
Worms also come out during the day, when it gets warmer. . . That is why only little food could be found.
These and their entire circle were looking for him. . . Well, who serves These. . .
They tracked down. . . .
They saw and reported to curry favor. . . .
Let them kill him, but they will not be touched. . They thought so. .
They appeared from the left of the cliff. .
He had nowhere to run. . He knew it. .
He lifted me up to a hole in the rock, . . . and said, “Get inside Bobka. . .” I jumped into the hole. .
And he. . . He stayed. . .
I knew what would happen. .
He never told me, but I could hear the thoughts of These.
I crouched in the farthest corner of the burrow and covered my face with my paws. . .
I didn’t cry. . . I was just shaking and wanted to die. .
I didn’t want to be small anymore. . . I wanted to be Big. . . To kill all These. .
I heard how he was tortured. . . There was a strong smell of blood. .
I never came out of my burrow again. . I lay there until I died. .
I was thinking of Him. . . Of Her, a little. .
About that boy who should be born. . . According to Tradition.