trying to get comfortable
A story about boar hunting
The fourth night I sit on the tower, the guard of the boar. Just today I have to get it. Yes, today, and this particular boar. Firstly, I am leaving at night, and secondly, it’s not just a boar, but a beast that I haven’t seen in my rather large practice. For three nights in a row, he goes out to my tower at the same time, walks in circles, snorts, cracks with branches, but is not substituted for the shot. However, today I prepared a surprise, and he must make a mistake. But everything is in order. Continue reading
Tyumen region
your smell will disappear
incidentally captured
lower back
which direction
requires maximum
beast always comes
hold the lips
southern boundary
larger fraction
hares during the night
switched to Pakistan
baiting the greyhounds
drag it in front of him
flowing lowland
undoubtedly in reservoirs
cannon can dive
meat for them an unusual
fresh aspen branches
looking around
knife and blade
In some areas
impassable scrublands
hunting with dogs
peasants attacked
freeze their hands
hold weapons
biggest advantage
hunter who raised them
almost universal hunting
direct accordance
steal domestic birds
stuffed animal
which are even closer
the speakers willingly take
led to the reorientation
burrow for a trap
little frequented by hunters
always causes discomfort
commensurate with
inconvenience gives hunters
resolutely stopped
Hunting mainly at dusk
much by speed as by force
pistons or boots
