[littl3chocobo]

as they ran the prince reached into the deep pockets of his cloak, from it he pulled a comb wrapped in a white ribbon, he pulled the two apart and stuck the ribbon in his mouth. behind them a great howling wind took up, the witch baba yaga had climbed into her mortar and with her pestle she pushed off to catch them gnashing her teeth. the prince sped up his hair whipping in the new wind and his cloak catching the air like a bird's. they ran but she was soon close enough they could hear the click of her teeth and so the prince threw down the comb and from it prang a great row of trees so tightly pressed none could pass. the witch screamed then began to chew through the wood. they continued to run but the boy was slowing and they did not make it as far as before when the sound of the pestle hitting the ground once more could be heard. the prince tried vainly to make the other go faster but the child could not be swayed and soon she was again nearly apon them so he cast down the ribbon and from it sprung a great swift river. the witch halted and hurled curses for she could not cross enchanted water.