The legend of village Grocko

Half an hour from municipality Kozje in Slovenia, lies a pleasant but modest village called Grocka, where terrible things happened a long time ago. At that time Grocka was rich and beautiful village, surrounded by flowering meadows and a large castle, but its inhabitants were evil and ungodly. Even more wicked and ungodly was the Lord, whose castle was frolicking in the middle of the village. It was spring, the day of Christ’s death – great Friday. In the churches there was a crucifix, everywhere everything was quiet, peaceful and calm. Only the pagan Lord was happy with his villagers. He invited them to the castle where they drank until late in the night.
In a small little hut near the village a poor patient was dying. The family, all taken from grief, sent after the priest. In a silent night, the priest stepped on the path past the castle. He heard the noise that wildly diverged into a calm night. The priest was quick to get out of the place, afraid that the wickedness would not defile his Hostess. But the ungodly saw him, called his own farmers, shouted with them before the priest, and wanted to rip out the Host. The priest held it cluttered, but finally they ripped it out from him and stamped on it. Then the priest stood up, and said, “I damn, this village who has such hard-hearted people, damned be this castle, which has such an ungodly Lord! It would have been better for this place to have bare rocks here! “He barely spoke these words, which made the castle and village sink in to the ground. Only a handful of stones stayed where the beautiful fields with formerly friendly houses were spreading.
Today the village is newly built. But the former beauty is gone. Under the ground there are the old village and the old castle. There you can see a petrified woman who cuts bread, there is a fanciful man who cuts wood. And in front of the castle there is a group of those fermented men who directly summoned this terrible curse against themselfs and its inhabitants. All turned into stones and still standing till this day!

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