![]() ![]() But I’d do far better if I had my locket. ‘I’m doing quite fine really, the aches of old age aside. ‘Why hello, my dearie!’ said the old woman. ![]() Instead, it was the old woman she had met at market. Liril ran to open the door expecting to see her parents there. She was of a mind then to use the locket to bring her parents back home and said:Īnd with that single wish there was a knocking at the front door. It was then that Liril realized that her parents might have gone to look for her when she had gone to the Black Forest. But still they had not come back to the cottage. Liril rose at dawn the next morning and checked once more to see if her parents had returned. So Liril wept the whole night until she fell fast asleep. ‘Perhaps,’ she said, ‘not all things made of gold are so fine as I thought.’ Then Liril touched the locket around her neck and wished that Rappan and Lorlo would be as they were before they were turned into gold. But she soon became sad when she began to long to hear the purring of Lorlo as she played in her arms or the barking of Rappan when it was time for his supper. Seeing everything in her house being turned to gold. ![]()
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