The Magic Horse

Evening fairy tale -  The Magic Horse

There was a rich merchant in one town who had a beautiful garden near his house where he grew millet. He checked it carefully every day, but one day he found that much of the crop had disappeared. The angry merchant decided to catch the thief and punish him. He entrusted this task to his three sons – Michael, George and John. The one who catches the thief will be rewarded.

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The stolen castle

Bedtime Fairy Tales  -  The stolen castle

Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a wise king. He was just and ruled his country wisely. This king had a beautiful castle. It stood by a crystal lake and was made of glass. You may wonder how a glass castle could withstand hailstorms. It was because this castle was once built by an evil wizard.

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The magic pendant

Bedtime fairy tale -  The magic pendant

In a faraway kingdom, a wise king ruled. He also had a wise queen who always gave him the right advice, and so the people in that kingdom prospered. One day, however, the king decided that it was time to hand over the rule to his son, Prince Aldric. The prince wanted to marry a princess, but he couldn’t decide which one. The king did not know how to advise the prince which princess would be the best, so he decided to go to an old wizard for advice.

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Salt over gold

Tales for Reading  -  Salt over gold

 Beyond the seven mountains and seven rivers there was a land where it was a joy to live. The forests rustled, the meadows greened and the streams gurgled. The land was ruled by an old king who had three daughters. He knew that he would not have the strength to rule forever, so he decided early on to choose a successor from among his three daughters. And who should be the one to succeed him on the royal throne? He thought he’d pass the scepter to the daughter who loved him the most.

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Armida is looking for an ice tiger

Sleepytime story -  Armida is looking for an ice tiger

Armida went in search of the Ice Tiger, the sorcerer who alone could lift the curse from her land and create spring again. But his castle was far away, and before her stretched white and endless fields of snow. Armida was frozen to the bone, the wind leaning against her and slowing her down, and on top of that she was sinking into the snow that was falling at the moment.

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