Suddenly a movement appeared in the air, and a moment later, a huge grey web flew over the children. Olga, still passionately at work, did not notice anything and Elvira was frozen with fear. But Dima was not taken aback. He grabbed his sword and putting all the strength of his spirit into it, he chopped at the web…
That night, a real storm brewed outside the windows. The large trees twisted and turned, and their branches banged and scraped menacingly as if trying to pry their way into the room. Worries and doubts were trying to sneak into their heads.
The children woke in the middle of the night. There was a strange rustling sound coming from their desk. “Listen,” the girl whispered in dismay, “there’s someone there!” The boy listened for a moment, but the sounds had stopped – if they had ever been there …
A beautiful squirrel was sitting on the edge of a bench. In truth, though, she was not a squirrel but a real fairy from an outlandish forest. She had to pass a difficult exam on magic, and so she had come here to practice. […]
The harvest moon shone silver through storm-riven clouds. As I latched the shutters, a last breath of cold wind forced itself into the room in a spatter of rain. With a quiet sigh, I turned and faced my guest again. She had moved close enough to the fireplace that I thought she might get singed, […]