On the old book’s cover, there are words:
What is magic?

A child may open this book and say that magic is a witch in her pointy hat, steam over cauldron, herbs and potions.

But when an adult opens this book, everything is different. A cozy hut, backyard with trees, yellow leaves on the ground, a cat sleeping in the sun. This kind of magic is born from simple things. It is a child’s embrace, heartwarming words of a stranger, hospitality in a dark forest.

Welcome to the week of Magic of Sleeping Garden! This week, a new collection awaits you. Don’t miss the Sunday drop-game and… something else.
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