Kaarin seisis Setomaa vaikuse keskel.

Kaarin stood in the midst of Setomaa's silence.

Tema ümber suhtlesid kaskede lehed tuule õrna paitusega.

Around her, the birch leaves conversed with the gentle caress of the wind.

Seda paika kutsuti Pühakiviks—müütides ja lugudes üks vanimaid ning pühasemaid kohti.

This place was called Pühakivi—one of the oldest and most sacred sites in myths and stories.

Kaarin tundis, kuidas süda siin paigas rahunes, just nagu oleksid esivanemad tema kõrval.

Kaarin felt her heart calm in this place, as if her ancestors were beside her.

Kaarin oli alati tundnud vajadust midagi rohkemat leida.

Kaarin had always felt the need to find something more.

Midagi, mida linnade saginas polnud võimalik mõista.

Something that could not be understood in the hustle and bustle of cities.

Ta oli lootnud, et siin, esivanemate maal, saab ta sideme oma kultuurijuuretega.

She had hoped that here, in the land of her ancestors, she could connect with her cultural roots.

Ent kannatuste kiuste hakkas tema keha temaga reetlikult mängima.

Yet despite her struggles, her body began to play treacherously with her.

Kaarin vaatas ühtäkki, kuidas maailm tema ümber pöörlema hakkas.

Suddenly, Kaarin saw the world around her start to spin.

Süda hakkas tuksuma kiiremini ning hingamine muutus raskeks.

Her heart began to beat faster, and her breathing became difficult.

Tal oli tugev allergiline reaktsioon, kuid siin, kaugel, polnud arstiabi kättesaadaval.

She was having a severe allergic reaction, but here, far away, medical help was not available.

"Mida ma pean tegema?"

"What should I do?"

mõtiskles Kaarin, pilk naelutatud Pühakivile.

Kaarin pondered, her gaze fixed on Pühakivi.

Kaks vaikust tundi möödus.

Two silent hours passed.

Kaarin istus nõrgana kivi vastas, lugedes iga hingetõmmet.

Kaarin sat weakly opposite the stone, counting each breath.

Ta soovis, et ta esivanemad aitaksid teda.

She wished her ancestors would help her.

Pinge rippus õhus, kui Kaarin hakkas oma otsuse tegema.

Tension hung in the air as Kaarin began to make her decision.

Kas minna tagasi tsivilisatsiooni ja otsida abi või jääda ning loota, et mingi imetegu temani jõuab?

Should she return to civilization to seek help, or should she stay and hope that some miracle would reach her?

"Kaarin!"

"Kaarin!"

hüüdis keegi äkki.

someone suddenly shouted.

See oli Leelo, kohaliku küla ravitseja, kes külastas Pühakivi iga hilissuvi oma permikätteta.

It was Leelo, the healer from the local village, who visited Pühakivi every late summer with her herbal remedies.

Tema vaatas Kaarinit hoolika pilguga, kiiresti mõistes olukorda.

She looked at Kaarin with a careful eye, quickly understanding the situation.

"Tahan aidata," ütles Leelo ja hakkas korjatud taimi segama.

"I want to help," said Leelo and began mixing the gathered herbs.

Leelo valmistas kiires korras ravimirohu, mis koosnes peamiselt kohalikest ürtidest.

Leelo quickly prepared a remedy consisting mainly of local herbs.

"Joo seda," ütles ta ja asetades kausikese Kaarini kätte.

"Drink this," she said, placing the little bowl in Kaarin's hands.

Kaarin neelas mõrkja segu ja peagi tundis, et hingamine kergeneb ja mõistus selgineb.

Kaarin swallowed the bitter mixture and soon felt her breathing ease and her mind clear.

Kui Kaarin toibus, rääkis Leelo talle Setomaa vana uskumustest ja tervendamistavadest.

As Kaarin recovered, Leelo told her about Setomaa's old beliefs and healing practices.

"See, mida sa otsid," ütles Leelo sooja häälega, "on tihtipeale juba sinu ümber.

"What you are looking for," Leelo said warmly, "is often already around you.

Pead lihtsalt südame avama."

You just need to open your heart."

Kaarin naeratas ning tundis, kuidas see kogemus oli teda sügavalt muutnud.

Kaarin smiled and felt how this experience had deeply changed her.

Kuigi ta pidi läbima raske olukorra, oli tal nüüd uus hinnang oma kultuuripärandile.

Although she had to go through a difficult situation, she now had a newfound appreciation for her cultural heritage.

Ta mõistis, et vaimne ühendus ei pidanud olema üleloomulik, vaid võis tulla ootamatute nägude ja sõpruse kaudu.

She realized that spiritual connection did not have to be supernatural but could come through unexpected faces and friendship.

Kaarin lahkus Pühakivi juurest tänulikult ja vaikselt.

Kaarin left Pühakivi gratefully and quietly.

Ta teadis nüüd, et oma kogukonnas ja esivanemates oli peidus palju rohkem, kui ta alguses arvas.

She now knew that there was much more hidden in her community and ancestors than she had initially thought.

See ühendus oli tõeline ja ilmeline.

This connection was real and wonderful.