Death Walks Among the Sheep Here

Erasing that nightmare from his memory was impossible: no matter how hard Arkashka tried, no matter how he hid his head under the pillow, the terrifying Sheep Death kept jumping before his eyes… The screech of her bones rang in his ears. Could it be that this exhausting summer heat brought this horror to life—and now, whenever the white ghost runs past the sheep pens before sunrise, innocent animals will be dying? A deadly fear settled over the steppe valley. As Arkashka learned, there is only one way to get rid of the bony spirit. But who will dare to do it? Maybe Aunt Tatyana—the steppe witch? Or… him himself?..