I liked lizards on the ground and how Stephan's daughter disappeared into the wall.

There was a park close to my parent's house there some local artist carved Bazhov's characters from the fallen tree trunks and painted them. They looked unreal against the snow, apartment buildings and chilly swings. The Queen had fascinating "gilded" ornament on her dress and silvery lips. I was five, I think, when I used to climb on the stature and hug the Queen. I have red hair, somebody told me it was "coppery", so I felt the Copper Mountain Queen belonged to me more than to others. Children and people in fandom do it sometimes, you know.