Wanted to translate some tales of the Blackwood Forest for weeks and here is one. The words may be not very fairy-tale-alike, as I am second-language speaker and not too familiar with English fairy tales.... yet ;) Deep in the Blackwood Forest, not far from Baden, there is a lake upon a hill. If you steep a bag filled with an even or uneven number of peas, stones or else in the water, it will change its contents from uneven to even number and obversely. If you throw stones into it, the sky will darken and a thunderstorm will arise. The little aquarian of the lake carry all the stones back to the shore again. Once some shepherds let their herd graze the grassland aside and one bull went to the lake but was driven away by the aquarian. A peasant drove with his oxen and some logs across the frozen lake unharmed, but his following dog drowned because he fell trough the broken ice. A hunter saw a forest ghost once sitting there, playing with his treasures, his lap full of gold and tried to ...