The first word seemed like a key that turns inside a rotten keyhole! The second reminded of a horse galloping in a field full of clovers with four leaves. The third sounded like fireworks in a sky full of rainbows. With the third word, the door of the antique store opened slowly leaving a dark cleft. Christina slipped from the doorway out to the empty alley. That is how the adventures of Christina started, when she woke up one night from the sound of a magic lantern, haunted by a treacherous enemy, leaving her old and dusty book in search of a marvelous new one to stay.