Small, big, with beards and without. And most importantly, magical! These are the fairy tale elves. We love them and look forward to every fairy tale with them. We never know what story they will bring, but we always know it will be mysterious and have a happy ending. Do you also like fairy tales about elves?
The universe is infinite. It is impossible to imagine how big it is. It is full of planets and stars, including the Milky Way. Everything in the universe is constantly moving. Some planets rotate regularly in the same direction. Our planet Earth also moves. It revolves around the Sun and on its own axis. Thanks to this, we have night, day, and the four seasons. But once, something terrible happened: the Earth stopped.
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Since time immemorial, there has been a myth that when children don’t listen in the evening and don’t want to sleep, a monster will come and scare them. But is it really true? We don’t know yet… But little Peter already knows.
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There was a tiny village in the deep black forest. It was hidden among the moss and ferns. You couldn’t see it with the naked eye. One could only see it if one knelt down, was completely silent, and looked hard into the ferns. Then he might have seen a small village where the elves lived. There were several of them. They worked hard, they were cheerful and always singing as they worked. But one of them wasn’t like that. His name was Gloom. He wasn’t mean, he just rarely laughed and his most common words were: “No, I don’t want to, I don’t like it.”
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If you look up in the sky, you’ll see the clouds moving fast. It’s not a given. They’re driven by the wind. Sometimes it’s so strong that the clouds literally run across the sky, and sometimes it’s so weak that the clouds barely swing. Where does that wind come from? And who controls it? They say there are wind elves who fly among the clouds and blow them away. There are many of them, but people can’t see them. They fly high and hide among the clouds.
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When night comes, a sliver of the moon appears in the sky and stars start to flicker around it. Some of them shine more, some less. But all of them look very pretty in the sky. If you look at the moon really well, you can see someone sitting on it. That’s Dozy the Elf. He sits on the moon, swinging his feet in the air. His sky-silver coat sparkles beautifully in the black sky and his glittery hair blows in the air.
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