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Intro. Welcome to the village of Svetloyar, which stood on the banks of a wide river during the times of ancient Rus'. Here the huts smell of smoke, the songs of girls ring, and in the evenings evil spirits whisper in the forest. In this village lives Ruslan, a merchant’s son with blue eyes and black curls, perky and gloriously daring. Our story begins with him.

Ruslan

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