A one-of-a-kind guardian who spends most of his time immersed in the embrace of Morpheus….<\/p>\n
It was this dwarf who years ago was entrusted with the task of guarding the gates leading to the underground settlement. He, however, since childhood idle and lazy, did not care much for his task and, leaning against the stone structure, fell into a deep sleep, from which he is awakened from time to time only by the smell of delicious food. Today no one can say who and when decided that Sleepyhead would guard the entrance to the underground world of Wroc\u0142aw dwarves. Apparently, however, he quickly realized his mistake, because to this day no one wants to admit to the idea. <\/p>\n
It’s also not entirely clear why the Breslau Dwarf Council hasn’t yet decided to relieve Sleepyhead of his position as guardian of the entrance. Some say that the gates to the underground settlement are so small that no uninvited guest has a chance to get in anyway. So it’s better to entrust the sluggish dwarf with a representative function rather than risk assigning him more serious tasks. Another theory is that Sleepyhead’s loud snoring plays a signaling role and makes it easier to find the main entrance. There are also those who believe that he only awakens when St. Elizabeth’s Church begins to be threatened. Apparently, it was thanks to him that the roof fire was brought under control in 1975, as he got to his feet in time to warn people. Perhaps it is because of these merits that it has not yet occurred to anyone to deprive the post of the unique “guardian”. <\/p>\n
Even the oldest dwarves do not remember ever being awake for longer than it would take to eat the evening meal. Uninterested in what’s going on around him, moments after snacking on a little something he stretches lazily, mumbles and closes his eyes. Sometimes he wakes up for a moment, glances at the sun and yawns, muttering something under his breath. It would be naive, however, for anyone who thought he had any chance of exchanging even a few words with him. Waking Sleepyhead is not an easy task – and even if someone manages to rouse him from his blissful slumber, at best he will be given a disapproving glance from under his hat and pointedly ignored… Apparently, there were those who managed to provoke Sleepyhead to utter a few words in the Old Dwarf language. However, out of innate delicacy, we do not deem it appropriate to explain what happened to be uttered forcefully by a dwarf snatched from sleep…. <\/p>\n","categories":[],"lat":51.1116245,"lng":17.026733}