Far away in a deep forest stood a wooden cottage. It had a red roof, a wooden door, painted windows with coloured curtains and was all green. It looked absolutely fabulous. There lived a good little witch with her husband, the wizard. They were both too old, but because they were magical, it didn’t matter.
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Dear children, I’m sure you remember the beautiful witch Helga, who lived alone in the forest with her black cat Felicia. She escaped from the village where everyone acused her for cursing her dearest boy Erik, who disappeared suddenly. For the villagers thought that no one could be as beautiful as Helga, there must be some evil magic in it.
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Beyond the mountains and valleys there was a small, old wooden cottage where the witch Helga lived. The witch was very beautiful, with black hair as thick as a raven and eyes as blue as the brightest sky.
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Once upon a time, poverty reigned everywhere in the world, even in the small house by the forest where a man lived with his children, Hansel und Gretel. Together with them lived his second wife, a stepmother who didn’t like the children very much.
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At the end of the town there was a tall apartment building. It had several floors. But on the top floor, the eighth, something was different. The windows on this floor were decorated with beautiful coloured curtains. They sparkled in all directions with every glimpse of sunlight. Occasionally, lightning and strange luminous colors seemed to appear in those windows. Who lived there? A young girl named Petra. But she wasn’t just any girl. She was a good and kind witch.
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