The Nymph of KaruyanIt’s extremely difficult to write this kind of story. First, I am not even sure if this is a real short story. My only reason for writing this story is the authenticity of the events.
The story took place in 1940, in Bigaa, in a part of the woods called Karuyan. The area near the river was sparsely populated. And when summer came, carabaos flocked here to pasture.
The hero of this story was Nano. The whole town knew Nano: all of twenty-five years, with a solid, muscular build, an expert horse-rider who was also skillful at riding carabaos, even leaning forward with his buttocks higher than his head, without falling down. And what amazed us was his uncanny ability to befriend any four-legged beast easily! The most ferocious of dogs lost their fierceness at the gentle t
