The era of the “Kaftra”, the great freeze that struck the entire Kambos and destroyed the citrus crops. There, in the magkani of the manor house, a young man trapped a beautiful geragida with a little sugar. She had wandered away from her usual lands in search of food.
1850. The geragida begged him to release her and, in return, promised to give him a new fruit – a mandarin – that would take root immediately and save the crops. But he did not keep his word. Driven mad by desire, he kept her close to him in the magkani. There, the two of them mated.
The nymph disappeared, and the young man, neither eating nor drinking, waited for her to return from Koloni. Nine months later, whispers spread that an otherworldly horseman had seized the village midwife and taken her to Koloni to deliver a young woman’s baby.
They gave her a basket filled with walnut shells. Along the way, she emptied it, and when she reached her home, she left the basket at her door. The next morning, when she found a gold coin inside the basket, she realised that she had delivered a geragida. The midwife, struck speechless by what she had witnessed, died that same day.
Years later, a young man appeared in the village with legs so crooked that they resembled the arch of a stone bridge. He did not speak, and legend has it that the demons of Koloni had cut out his tongue so that he would never reveal the truth. He had no name – the villagers simply called him Moulos because he looked both human and goat-like.
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