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All what was happening seemed to Tuqay as a fearful dream. In the bottom of his heart there was such a belief that all the misfortunes that he had met across with, will soon come to an end; Tuqay will return to the seashore, his home, he will see his “friends”, he will make his mother and Shahla glad seeing his coming. But still all around was lost in darkness. Though the storm had already subsided, fearful drones were heard from far. At times, near Tuqay, just at the end of his boat, dreadful living beings of the sea were jumping up and down.

He had lost direction. It was impossible to move with one paddle. How to say, the boat was sailing without foresight in the direction that was driven out by the waves. He wondered where would he go in this way? How much could he move?

Just all of a sudden he remembered the word of his mother: “My God”: mother usually used to use this word when she was in trouble.

Suddenly on the waves which were falling on him and wanted to wind round his throat like the thick cord of a ship, there fell a piece of light. As if just at the same moment the” knotted cords” began to be untied; the storm was going to come to an end; as if one unseen hand “ironed” the raging waves. The boat began to shake on the waves like a hammock hung from endlessness. That piece of the light shining on the waves which were as dark as tar, “slipped “and fell on the boat, on Tuqay.

“My God!”

Maybe it was the gift of light sent by the God?! Maybe God had come to assist, to rescue him?!

“My God!”

He was astonished; now it wasn’t only he who was calling God; the voice of mother had joined his voice. Tuqay could be able to know easily this voice in the midst of thousands of voices!

“My God!”

Maybe God had heard his call and come to assist him?

The huge, heavy raging waves had disappeared like a lion disappearing into its cave.

When it was dawn, Tuqay felt that he was tired because of sleeplessness. He lay in the wet boat to rest a bit. Soon he fell asleep.

He dreamed strangely. He dreamed that he was having a talk with mother in the yard. The eagle and the dog were on his knees. At that time the gate was knocked. No sooner had Tuqay raised himself there was seen a strange creature at the door; it was a gigantic fish which was walking on its tails! The most surprising thing was that the fish could speak well like a human! The fish jumped up and asked him furiously:

– Where is my baby?

Surely, the baby of a fish must be a fish too. Maybe it was the mother of the fish in the pool, the mother of Yaqut? Maybe the mother searched for its baby and at last it had come to Tuqay’s home.

Mother came forward and said:

– Your baby is in the pool.

The huge fish jumped up and looked at the pool. Then it cried angrily:

– But where is it? ..The pool is empty… Where is my baby?

Mother and Tuqay looked at the pool. It was really, empty. Inside of the pool there was neither fish nor water.

The gigantic fish began to strike its tail furiously against the wall of the pool. Because of the attacks of the fish not only the pool but also all the yard began to shake. As if there had happened an earthquake. The dog and the eagle rushed at the fish paw in paw, mother and Tuqay hand in hand went towards the gigantic fish. The gigantic fish was paying no heed to them, it was shaking its tail furiously, was attacking the wall of the pool and the ground.