Spišský hrad sa pyšne vypína nad zimným krajolom Slovenska.

Spišský hrad proudly towers above the winter landscape of Slovakia.

Je december, vzduch je chladný a kopy snehu pokrývajú každé zákutie okolo hradu.

It's December, the air is cold, and heaps of snow cover every corner around the castle.

Táto krásna scenéria bola historickým triednym výletom páru stredoškolákov, Martina a Lukáš, na Deň svätého Mikuláša.

This beautiful scenery was the backdrop for a historical class trip for a couple of high schoolers, Martina and Lukáš, on St. Nicholas' Day.

Martina, s jasnými očami a batohom plným poznámok, stála na kamennej ceste.

Martina, with bright eyes and a backpack full of notes, stood on the stone path.

Vždy ju fascinovala história a tajomstvá starých miest.

She had always been fascinated by history and the mysteries of ancient places. "

„Spišský hrad skrýva mnoho legiend,“ zamrmlala si, zatiaľ čo sa jej kamarát Lukáš snažil prekĺznuť do zadných komnat, kde sa zvyčajne nechodilo.

Spišský hrad hides many legends," she murmured to herself, while her friend Lukáš tried to sneak into the back chambers that were usually off-limits.

On mal rád dobrodružstvo viac ako knihy, ale postrehol, že Martinu jej vášeň niekam vedie.

He liked adventure more than books, but he noticed that Martina's passion was leading her somewhere.

Zima bola krutá, vietor kvílil medzi stenami hradu, ale Martinu to neodradilo.

The winter was harsh, the wind howled between the castle walls, but nothing deterred Martina.

Skupina sa rozdelila, každá skupina mala pozerať inú časť hradu.

The group split up, each to explore a different part of the castle.

Avšak, zrazu si Martina uvedomila, že Lukáš nie je nikde poblíž.

However, suddenly Martina realized that Lukáš was nowhere nearby. "

„Lukáš?

Lukáš?

Kde si?

Where are you?"

“ zavolala.

she called out.

S ľadovým uzlom v žalúdku sa rozhodla pustiť do menej známych zákoutí hradu, ktoré len zriedka navštevovali turisti.

With an icy knot in her stomach, she decided to venture into the lesser-known nooks of the castle, rarely visited by tourists.

Bolo už takmer poludnie a šedé oblaky začali zhromažďovať ďalší sneh.

It was almost noon, and grey clouds began gathering more snow.

Ako prechádzala cez opustené koridory, našla niečo neobvyklé.

As she walked through the deserted corridors, she found something unusual.

V jednej z izolovaných častí hradu stál Lukáš.

In one remote part of the castle, stood Lukáš.

Ležal na zemi a pozeral na staré rytiny na múre.

He was lying on the ground, looking at ancient engravings on the wall.

Pri ňom bola vytesaná tajomná nápis, ktorého význam nedokázali hneď rozlúštiť.

Nearby was carved a mysterious inscription whose meaning they couldn't immediately decipher.

„Aha!

"Aha!

Našiel si niečo dôležité,“ zvolala Martina s úľavou.

You've found something important," Martina exclaimed with relief.

„To je presne to, čo potrebujem pre môj projekt!

"This is exactly what I need for my project!"

“Lukáš sa zachehtal.

Lukáš chuckled.

Jeho tvár bola zasypaná snehom, no bola tu v ňom nová iskra záujmu.

His face was dusted with snow, but there was a new spark of interest in him.

„Vieš, možno na tej histórii niečo je,“ priznal.

"You know, maybe there's something to this history stuff," he admitted.

Spoločne sa vrátili k ich skupine, práve keď začal snežiť silnejšie.

Together, they returned to their group, just as the snow started falling more heavily.

Možno snežilo a vietor sa pokúšal zakryť ich stopy, no v srdci oboch zostala stopa iná — stopa porozumenia a objavenia.

Perhaps it snowed and the wind tried to cover their tracks, but another kind of mark remained in both their hearts—a mark of understanding and discovery.

Martina si teraz viac verila, jej zvedavosť ju zachránila a dodala jej dôveru.

Martina now had more confidence, her curiosity rescued her and gave her assurance.

A Lukáš?

And Lukáš?

Vidieť históriu očami Martiny mu odhalilo skrýtú krásu starých legiend.

Seeing history through Martina's eyes unveiled to him the hidden beauty of ancient legends.

Na Spišskom hrade sa zrodila nová legenda — legenda ich priateľstva a poznania.

A new legend was born at Spišský hrad—the legend of their friendship and knowledge.

A tak, keď padal posledný sneh, urobili si cestu späť ku skupine a vyhrievali sa nielen v teple kabátov, ale aj v teple ich nového puta.

And so, as the last snow fell, they made their way back to the group, warmed not only by their coats but by the warmth of their newfound bond.