Kingdom of the Lake at the End of the World
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There is a magical lake known as the Kingdom of the Lake at the End of the World, where clouds are born. Its eternal youthfulness holds within an ancient memory of all that has passed. When you gaze into the lake’s depths, everything else fades away. And so it was, until an evil witch cursed the lake. To break the curse, the witch demands the treasure hidden within Treasure Mountain. It is up to Anabell and Tarragon to restore the kingdom to its former glory.
The Kingdom of the Lake at the End of the World is inspired by Bohinj Valley (Bohinjska dolina) and Lake Bohinj (Bohinjsko jezero). Nestled in the heart of Triglav National Park, Bohinj is a timeless wonder, shielded from modernity by towering mountains. The famous English novelist, Agatha Christie, once remarked that the valley was "too beautiful for murder" when asked if she would consider using it as a backdrop for one of her novels.¹
The Kingdom of the Lake at the End of the World takes its name from the lakeside village of Ukanc, which originates from the phrase “v konec,” meaning “at the end.”
Jaka Bartolj, “Agatha Christie visited Bohinj – but saw no murders”, RTV SLO, 10 November, 2015.
Julius Kugy, Julijske Alpe V Podobi (Maribor: Obzorja, 1971), 110. The translation is attributable to Daniel Goulding.
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“… Bohinj, which boasts an eternal young beauty. A long, open basin through which the bright green fairylike waters of the Savica slither, lush meadows with an idyllic charm, welcoming friendly villages that spring forth from the silent stillness, surrounded by mountainous picturesque silhouettes, shrouded in dark spruce forests, the festive throne of Triglav far above in the clouds. And above it all, as a gentle likeness and reflection, like a faint echo from yesteryear, like a breath of legend and mythical charm, like a quiet restraint, born in a distant world, a sadness descending from the seriousness and solitude of the venerable Triglav peaks.
This is how Bohinj has passed through my life for sixty-two years.
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