On top of the castle’s tower there was a beautiful natural garden, the playground of rare and colorful butterflies invading the castle every spring time. The narrow winding roads scented of freshly baked bread and sweet pastry and the bell tower stroke the hours of peaceful and joyful days.
The castle was inhabited by nice people living in little houses made of bricks and ceramics and terracotta floor.
The children living there were all well-behaved, educated and good at school…but one day something very strange happened!
The sun did not rise, the bell tower stopped, all the little houses were dimly lit with shades of blue, yellow and pink and all the inhabitans found themselves turned into elfs and fairies…”
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