Martynka really enjoyed sitting in her garden. One morning, as she was watering her flowers, something glinted under a strawberry leaf. She bent down and saw a tiny silver key. It was so tiny that it barely fit in her hand. Martynka looked around, but found no padlock or box anywhere. - Strange,' she thought. - Maybe it's a key to some magical place? Martynka decided to keep looking. She looked behind a rose bush, under an old swing, until she suddenly noticed something unusual in the hedge: a small, round, door! It had a golden handle and a keyhole that shone exactly like her new key. Martine's heart beat harder. Should she turn the key and see what was hidden on the other side?....