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What makes you

This legend comes from our editors in Romania, Scoala Generala Nr.13
The Romanian version

Once upon the time,

when the stories were reality, on the top of the Eastern Carpathians, there was a fortress with two towers. The prince and the princess had twins. The boys were alike; only their faces were not their nature. They were fighting to blood from nothing. The boys grew. One day the prince went to a battle and didn't return. The princess sent messengers to find her husband. The truth was that the prince was dead, but the princess didn't know this thing. "What am I going to do with my boys?" she said. "They are fighting and fighting all over again. I built for them two different towers. In the northern one leaves Mures, and in the SouthEast leaves Olt. Soon they will have to marry, but still don't understand each other. "Olt, my brother, Mures said. Mother is still crying after our dad. What are we going to do?" "Mures, my brother, let's forget our argues and let's go to find the prince. Maybe he's somewhere into some prison and he needs our help to rescue him. The twins went together mother, the princess, and spoke to her about their decision. When she heard, she burst into tears. She was weeping because her sons became wiser, but she was afraid not to lose them. "Well, my boys, the princess said, go and find your dad. I advise you to stay together as horses on carriage. And the boys left. But as soon as they came out the fortress they were already arguing which way to go. "Let's go to the north", Mures said. "No, let's go to the south", Olt said. And, like in their childhood, they started to fight. "Because I grew into the northern tower, I will go in this direction", Mures said. "And I will go to the south", Olt said, "cause I grew into the southeast one." Like this, they separated each other. After a while Mures was thinking: "With all our argues, we are still loving each other. Also our mother asked us not to separate. Can I find again my brother?" On a valley he turned to the south, but Olt wasn't anywhere. Mures was lost and went to the west through plains, which were so beautiful that he forgot his brother. The princess found out what was happened, and angry ran to return his sons, but never caught up them cause they were running as fast as their legs carried them. She was praying then:"Dear Lord, please take care of my sons. Make them immortals." God heard and transformed then the sons to immortal rivers. And rivers they are even today maintaining their names: Mures and Olt. Nowadays, in our places wondered by the Mures river, every children must know the tale of Mures and Olt rivers being proud to leave such a wonderful place.
Best wishes
Alina, Alin and Ionut, Scoala Generalã nr.13 Tg. Mures.
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