About the book: year / What is the life of a forest witch? Cares and troubles: to speak to the wind, to heal the beast, to calm the cold, to cover the ground with a white fluffy carpet, to help the local villagers and not to forget about yourself... She did not ignore someone else’s misfortune - she healed a wounded stranger. Lord's. The real one. From the highest. I didn’t expect gratitude, but I didn’t expect trouble either. Who cares about local superstitions when in big cities only magic is held in high esteem? But again the highest one is knocking on my door in order to catch me and put me in my service. Well, dear lord, in a dark forest, in a wild thicket, in my house. Find me. Catch me. If you can…