Illustrator Anna Kushnir
Proofreader Liliya Karaeva
Translator Jacob Shagikian
© Konstantin Goldman, 2023
© Anna Kushnir, illustrations, 2023
© Jacob Shagikian, translation, 2023
ISBN 978-5-0060-3725-0
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When Mi was born, it was snowing. It fell in huge flakes, covering everything around like a carpet. Against the backdrop of the majestic mountains and the night sky, illuminated by the bright light of the moon, was created an impression of magic. Dad stood by and waited with great impatience. He could not restrain his emotions when mother pushed away the wool, to show a snow-white lump with small horns, «Honey, he’s so handsome,» dad whispered with eyes glowing with happiness.
The herd lived high in the mountains, where snow lay almost all year round, so they often had to travel long distances in search of food. Time passed, Mi grew up kind, smart and brave. In addition to playing with peers, he was very fond of asking questions. He was interested in absolutely everything that happened around him. Sometimes he lay down under the open sky, looked at the stars and dreamed of traveling. It seemed crazy, because yaks never left their homelands. With the advent of spring, the days began to last longer, the sun shone brighter. Nature seemed to come alive. Even temperature rose above zero degrees. The snow that hide the mountain paths began to melt gradually. Small streams filled the turbulent rivers. Leaves began to blossom on the trees, and the air was filled with the aroma of herbs.