She is Louise

Мария Денисовна Хруль, 2023

Do you like listening to butterflies` singing? Perhaps you even have wings on your back? If yes, then you are a resident of two different worlds, like Louise, who has yet to make a choice – love or magic? True or false? Feelings or a game? Louise lives in a world unlike ours – she is surrounded by Nature in all its glory. The girl is brought up by a nanny, and just a few steps from her house is the border with the world of people – the City. People in the City have been sleeping for many years – they don't want anything, and there is no one to love. But there is one boy in that world to whom Louise has given her heart forever. Will a twelve-year-old girl be able to save a house from destruction, learn to fly and reconcile people with nature if her heart cries because she really loves?

Love or magic? Everyone has a choice, but there is only one.

Prologue

The clouds had dropped very low to the Earth. A girl in a white shawl walked barefoot on the bright green grass, which tickled her feet pleasantly. In her hands she held a basket. After a moment Elizabeth stopped at a small hut that looked more like the den of some forest animal. It was tiny, and it was covered with moss on all sides.

After waiting a few seconds, Elizabeth drew in more air and knocked timidly on the door. She was afraid the bark might fall off the walls. An old woman in her seventies opened the door. She was dressed in a brown dress, over which she wore an apron covered with soil. There was a strong smell of fertilizer mixed with forest herbs and mysterious potions.

— Are you sure, Elizabeth?"asked the old woman who was the forest witch.

— Yes. Edward and I will take her away as soon as she is eighteen and has wings. She won't be able to live in a big city with modern teenagers. It won't be easy for the poor girl.

— It's your choice. I think I'll teach the girl everything I know. Some things will come in handy in the big world.

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Thank you, Galya.

The old woman looked at the baby's face, lying in the basket among the snow-white cotton sheets. Louise smiled cheerfully.