On the Arlaz “ru”, in a place thought to be enchanted, there was a windmill.
The last miller was a solitary and quiet man. Thanks to his rough manners he gave himself a bad reputation and strange rumors about him started to circulate. For this reason people stopped bringing him grain to grind and nobody dared go near the windmill after sunset.

One day in autumn, some workers returning from Émarèse noticed a man, strangled to death, with his neck tied between two pegs of the fence surrounding the windmill. The space between one peg and the other was very slender and they couldn’t understand how the man’s head could’ve passed through. Rumors immediately started that the miller did it.

From that moment on the bad reputation of the place increased. Still today it is said that the miller’s soul wanders about without peace.