Novel & Cerita Hmong Myths

He still warned them, and he was ready to walk out of the forest, but when he was just about to step out of the woods, he was bounced back; he felt weird and again tried to walk, but still, he was bounced back. He felt horror, and an alarming bell rang in his mind. He knows there have always been rumors about this forest in the city, But he never paid attention to that; after all, who can say how much truth would those rumors hold, Because of that, he would always laugh and dismiss those words, Like, 'Something is going on in this forest, and if anyone enters the sunset, those people will never come out alive.' 'There is a monster residing in this forest, which eats humans'

she shrugged. “I guess that is an interesting thing,” I nodded. “Do all kids her age know this type of stuff?” I asked, looking at Logan on my left. “Not really. Just Hana. She found some mythology books in my father's library when she was five and read them with as much fever as she does fairy tales,” he shrugged. “Mythology is just older fairy tales. They are interesting. And well, I mean, I’m being raised by werewolves. So unlike most humans, I know magic is real. So it’s fun to read and wonder what’s real and what’s fake,” Hana shrugged.