Once upon a time, there lived a little girl named Emma. She lived with her mum and dad. They also lived with her grandmother, who loved reading beautiful and magical fairy tales to her granddaughter. In Emma's room, there were many, many shelves, each filled with books.
Emma was a very kind girl. And everything would have been wonderful, if not for one great sorrow—her eyes couldn't see; she was born blind. But despite this misfortune, she believed in miracles and dreamed very often. She had a cherished dream—to see her mum, dad, and grandmother, her whole family, even if just for a little while, even just once.
One evening, as usual, Emma went to bed. Her grandmother read her a bedtime story, tucked her in, kissed her, and wished her goodnight. Emma fell fast asleep.
And suddenly, the entire room was illuminated by rays of bright light; the room became as bright as day. It was the Fairy Tale who had come to visit the girl and lit up her room with a magical lantern.
She gently tugged Emma's shoulder and said:
Wake up, Emma dear, it's time to go!
What? Where are we going and how? I can't see anything!
Emma was surprised.
Don't you want to start seeing?
Of course I do! My dearest wish is to see Mum, Dad, and Grandma! But is it even possible?
Anything is possible if you want it badly enough! Let's fly!
What will we fly on?
Well, how about on him!
The Fairy Tale pointed toward a toy—a pink unicorn that the girl's dad had given her for her birthday. The Fairy Tale touched the toy with her magical lantern, and the unicorn came to life. He spread his wings, lifted Emma and the Fairy Tale, and soared upward.
They flew through the night sky, with stars sparkling all around, and the moon lighting their way.
And finally, they arrived on the Moon. Before them stood a beautiful palace with golden windows. Surrounding the palace was a magnificent garden where different flowers bloomed and bright, colourful long-tailed birds flew about. The unicorn rushed off to nibble some grass because he was very hungry. Emma ran to smell the flowers. And the Fairy Tale sat down on a tree stump and began searching for something in her magical book.
Emma ran up to the Fairy Tale and asked:
What are you looking for?
I want to find the magical words that will help us restore your sight.
The Fairy Tale answered.
For a long time, she turned page after page, and suddenly exclaimed:
I found it! You need to wait until morning and at dawn wash your face with lunar dew from all these flowers. The lunar dew is magical, and your eyes will be able to see. Finally, you'll see your mum, dad, and grandma.
The Fairy Tale said to Emma.
Emma couldn't wait for morning and didn't close her eyes all night.
Morning came, and on the Moon, the birds began to wake up and sing their cheerful songs. Beautiful flowers bloomed, and dew sparkled on their petals.
Emma approached each flower, collected the dew in a crystal bowl, and washed her eyes. And suddenly, light illuminated everything around her; before her, she saw the Fairy Tale—a beautiful, lovely young woman with long, wavy golden hair.
Can it be that I can see! There's so much that's interesting, amazing, and beautiful all around! Can this really not be a dream, and did all this truly happen to me?
The girl squeezed her eyes tightly shut and… woke up at home in her own bed.
Mum, Dad, I can see! I can see, I'm healed!
Emma cried out.
Mum, Dad, and Grandma rushed into the room.
You're all so beautiful! This is exactly how I imagined you!
Emma said.
And that's the magical story that happened to the girl Emma. But was it really the Fairy Tale?
Read fairy tales—they teach us to believe in miracles!
