There was once a queen who possessed a magnificent garden, filled with many varied flowers. One day, she fell ill and her doctors had little hope of a recovery. Only one of them said that a cure existed: the loveliest rose in the world. If it was found
A selection of wonderful Christmas fairy tales by the beloved author Hans Christian Andersen to enjoy in the cozy winter evenings. Let one of the best-known children’s authors of all time carry you away into a magical world with his masterful story
"Far from here, in the land the swallows flee to in winter, lived a king who had eleven sons and one daughter, Elisa. " So begins the story of Elisa and her brothers. At the beginning, everything was well, they lived peacefully in the castle and were lov
In a little house in Marbach, on the banks of the Necker river, lived a poor family. The day that their son was born, the church’s bell was rung to celebrate the newborn’s arrival. At the time, no one questioned the destiny of the child and
Once upon a time there was an honest piece of silver who passed from hand to hand and happily discovered his country. One day, his current owner travelled abroad, taking the piece of silver by accident – he only intended to take money from the coun
Rudy lived close to the little town of Grindelwald in Switzerland. He lived with his uncle as his parents were both dead. Indeed, Rudy himself had almost died at the same time as his mother: while crossing a glacier, she had fallen into a crevasse while
Larsen was a very good gardener, but the noble family he served always found fault with the fruit and vegetables he produced in the garden and the vegetable patch or with the flowers chosen to adorn the castle interior. However, proof of his excellence w
Little Tuk had to learn his lesson for the next day but he was far too busy with other things and so he found himself with the sun already setting, while his family did not have enough money to keep the lanterns lit at night. Would he learn his lesson in
After a storm, a field of buckwheat is blackened and dry, as if it has been burnt, but why? Here, Hans Christian Andersen tells all, he heard it from the sparrow, who heard it from the old willow tree, who stands next to the field of buckwheat.
He had been ill a long time and God came for him – the parents and sisters of the little four-year-old boy who had died were inconsolable. No chagrin was greater than that of the boy’s mother, yet she found some consolation at her son’s
In Gudenau, in the forest of Silkeborg, lived a farmer, Jeppe Jans, and his son, Ib. In winter, when there was nothing to do in the fields, Jeppe Jans made clogs and Ib tried to do the same. Not far away, lived the boatman and his daughter, Christina.
In the middle of the wood is a little fir tree who thinks of one thing only – growing bigger. He takes no pleasure from life because he always thinks about how he is not as big as the other fir trees. So, when the little fir tree finally grows up,
Three women are found naked and brutally murdered in central parts of Sydney - and DS Morgan Callaghan is assigned to lead the investigations of what seems to be the work of a serial killer. One of the murder victims is a young Danish citizen - and as Sy
Inger was a little girl but she was a bad person. This was obvious even when she was very small: she enjoyed catching insects and tearing off their wings without any pity for the poor creatures. When she was a bit bigger, her parents sent her to the cou
The star that is brightest this morning knows many things: she has watched over the earth for centuries and knows many things that we men have long forgotten. Today, she tells us the story of the Roman artist that only she knows.
A long time ago, in Copenhagen, there lived an old bachelor who lived alone in a small shack and always slept with a nightcap that he pulled well down over his face. People laughed at his strange attire. However, there was a story behind this nightcap a
It was the month of May and spring had arrived, although it was still cold. The flowers were blooming, but not all flowers receive the same praise. Some would say that there a difference between a branch of apple blossom and a flower of the fields, but
There was once an old house that was so dilapidated that it made the other houses in the street ashamed. But, the little boy who lived opposite liked it a lot and loved looking at it day and night. When, one day, the boy learned that the old man who own
A scholar from a cold country lived in a hot country, but he found it difficult to adapt to the climate. In the daytime, his shadow became tiny: it really was too hot for him. So, he stayed at home and went out in the evening. As the temperature went d