Getaway to Lucerne | Heidi
Heidi looked around with growing delight at the mountain peaks she knew so well and which seemed to greet her like old friends.
Can you remember whether you'd had a dream? One perhaps that seemed very real?
'Oh yes', Heidi's eyes met his. ' I dream every night that I'm back with Grandfather and can hear the wind whistling through the fir trees. I know in my dream the stars must be shining brightly outside, and I get up quickly and open the door of the hut- and it's so beautiful.
- Heidi, by Johanna Spyri