There is some bad area in this field. If someone ends up here, he is doomed to perish. And no one can understand where exactly this place is, where to put a mark in order to save others from death. One thing is clear - you can't go out on the field when the sun is at its zenith. In the morning, in the evening, at night, the danger will pass you by.

This field is scary. It all starts with the fact that a wandering animal hears a swarm of flies from afar, as if a carcass is decomposing somewhere in the heat. At the same time, the sensitive animal nose cannot catch the smell, only the buzzing persistently penetrates into the ears. He wanders for a long, long time, he should have already reached the first trees on the border of the forest, but he still can't see them. And the buzzing seems to get louder. And here the forest finally appeared! Such a distant misty forest... The beast accelerates his pace heading towards the forest confidently. But it's like he's not getting close to it. It seems like you're walking, but you're standing still. The poor guy gets scared, doesn't understand, looks around.

And suddenly the blood runs cold in his veins. He sees her, Polevuha. Field Wolf. She stands motionless, looking with her yellow eyes. The skull without flesh seems to be smiling maliciously. The piled fur hangs in clumps on her ribs. On the back of her head is a mess of dry field herbs. And flies are circling around her. She just stands there like a statue. Just looking on him.

The lost animal does not take his eyes off her and slowly steps back. And she's still standing. He turns around abruptly and runs away from all paws! Running running running... Got lost in the field. Wherever he runs, no matter how much he runs, there is one grassy horizon everywhere. And he will not get out of it. Later, other animals will find his corpse in the field.
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This story has been sitting in my head for a long time. This horror legend animals pass to each other for years. They do not allow their cubs to go to this field, especially in the middle of the day. I hope to tell you soon about how this legend was born, who Polevuha is and how animals began to believe in this horror.

Sorry for my English, I squeezed out all the abilities of my online translator xD