This is not a fairy tale. If you are a child who stumbled upon this story, then turn yourself away. Don't glance back.

This is not a fable. There is no lesson to be learned from this tale (unless you count being selfish is key for survival as a lesson, which any self-respecting human- or creature- should not).

This is not a romance. It does, however, revolve around two young people who gradually fall in love.

Perhaps I fall in love, myself. Then again, perhaps not. I am a demon, after all. Young Anna calls me Maria. Who is Anna? Who am I?

Who knows?