After you give the pig to Myra's father, I want you to do one more thing for me.“Anything,” said Elya.
I want you to carry me up the mountain. I want to drink from the stream, and I want you to sing the song to me.”
Elya promised he would. Madame Zeroni warned that if he failed to do this, he and his descendants would be doomed for all of eternity.
At the time, Elya thought nothing of the curse. He was just a fifteen-year-old kid,
and 'eternity' didn't seem much longer than a week from Tuesday.
Besides, he liked Madame Zeroni and would be glad to carry her up the mountain.
He would have done it right then and there, but he wasn't yet strong enough.
Stanley was still digging. His hole was about three feet deep, but only in the center.
It sloped upward to the edges. The sun had only just come up over the horizon, but he already could feel its hot rays against his face.
As he reached down to pick up his canteen, he felt a sudden rush of dizziness and put his hands on his knees to steady himself.
For a moment he was afraid he would throw up, but the moment passed. He drank the last drop of water from his canteen.
He had blisters on every one of his fingers, and one in the center of each palm.
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