"He's waiting for his sunflower seeds again," a cheerful voice called out. It was Sinje, the town’s spirited pastor, who was rushing toward Lina with a stack of flyers for the upcoming 'Grachtenweihnacht' festival.
"A storm is brewing, Lina," her grandmother Henrikje had warned that morning, her eyes twinkling with the wisdom of someone who knew every local saga by heart. Gabriella Engelmann Zauberhaftes Lütteby...
The North Sea breeze carried the scent of salt and fresh-baked cinnamon rolls through the cobblestone streets of Lütteby, a town where the gabled houses seemed to whisper old legends to one another. Lina Hansen stood in the doorway of the tourist information office, watching a familiar white crow named perch on the edge of the marketplace fountain. "He's waiting for his sunflower seeds again," a