long time ago, before the chris­tian­ity was brought to our ter­ri­tory and our fathers were loyal to their Slavic gods, there wan­dered two pil­grims through the local hills. After the long tour­ing they were tired and hun­gry and more­over it was so dark that they couldn’t see almost any­thing. The wan­dered through the dense wal­lachian for­est and they still couldn’t find any place to stay overnight.

And one of those pil­grims told the other: “Climb up this tree and look, if you can see any­thing.” The guy didn’t hes­i­tate, took his bag off and quickly started climb­ing up to the tree­top and many and many birds of var­i­ous species flew away of it as he star­tled them. Then, as soon as he was high enough the creepy and mys­te­ri­ous owlish hoot­ing sund­dely sounded through the for­est. But the pil­grim, who was sit­ting high on a branches was com­pletely calm. For a while he was just look­ing around when all of the sud­den he glimpsed some­thing afar. He exclaimed “I see a light!” (“Vizú světlo!”). And the other pil­grim, full of curios­ity and joy, climbed up a big­ger and higher tree next to the first, looked the same direc­tion and exclaimed to the other pil­grim “And I see more!” (“A já vizú více!”). And on this place there was  orig­i­nated a beau­ti­ful place called Vyzovice, later renamed to Vizovice.

And that’s what peo­ple of Vizovice say. A leg­end, which passes through the mouths for many centuries.