There's no such thing as fairies, or Santa Clause or the Easter Bunny. There are no pirates or mermaids or anything mythical in this world.
Emma was gazing out of her moonlit bedroom window and had rid her mind of these children's beliefs. She had decided she was too old for believing.
The modern world was not as fond of books as the earlier centuries had.
Instead of reading about kings and dragons the children of the 21st century had been brought up with game boys.
Thump, Thump, Thump. Emma heard something on her roof. She thought she was hearing things.
She saw something tiny flutter past her window. Could it be? No she rubbed her eyes and stared back at the window. Nothing.
She was day dreaming or something like that. Then she heard music being played. It sounded like it was being played by a pipe.
A small whistling sound which sounded like it was being played on her roof. Impossible. Then she was a shadowed figure coming close to her window.