Once upon a time, there lived an old gypsy man with his three daughters in asmall tent. Winter had come with all its fury. The wind howled through theforest, snow fell without mercy, and their thin clothes and fragile tent gavethem little protection. The family, along with their neighbours, suffered fromthe bitter cold and hunger.

One evening, as the storm raged stronger, the old man looked at hisdaughters and said, “The Wind God is angry. Someone must goto him and plead for mercy.” He turned to his eldest daughter andasked her to set out toward the howling winds, hoping she could reach the WindGod’s dwelling…