A csudafa

Mirkó, the solitary king of seven realms, lives amid countless palaces, treasure‑filled cellars and endless windows, yet his heart is empty without an heir. As age weighs on him and his queen, the ruler drifts into the forest seeking respite, only to find the woods reshaped by an unseen sorcery—every path, every tree has become strange and unrecognizable. Exhausted and desperate, he hears his own cry echo back with no answer, and the forest seems poised to swallow him whole.

In his darkest moment a bizarre figure materializes, half‑grotesque in form but with eyes that shine like black fire. The stranger promises to guide the king out, on the condition that any wish the monarch makes thereafter will be fulfilled. Their sudden flight through the bewildering woods offers a flicker of hope, while the king’s lingering doubts about the creature’s true nature hint at deeper mysteries awaiting his return home.