title: Princess Rose and the Golden Bird (Unforgettable Fairy Tales by Sergey Nikolov / Children's Book - Bedtime Story)
author:  Sergey Nikolov 
description: <b><span><span>A</span><span>n unforgettable fairy tale indeed -</span><span><span></span></span><span>what a fine children's book this is</span><span> </span><span>!!!</span><span></span></span><span><span> </span></span><span><span>February 8, 2014</span></span><span></span></b><br /> <b><span><span></span></span><span></span></b><br /> <b><span><span>By</span></span><span><span></span></span><span><span><span>Matthew G. Sherwin</span></span></span><span><span></span></span><span><span> <span>(TOP 100 REVIEWER) </span></span></span></b><span><span><b>(HALL OF FAME)</b></span></span><span><span></span></span><span></span><br /> <span></span><span></span><br /> <span>I highly recommend this fine little book for youngsters and grown-ups interested in using this book as a way to enjoy quality time together. Young children (as well as adults) will be delighted by this tale which is truly classic. The author of this book, Sergey Nikolov, is indeed a gifted storyteller!</span><span></span>
zlib_text: # Ekaterina and the Firebird
  
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  _Mineappolis writer Abra Staffin-Wiebe brings us a new take on an old Russian
  fairy tale: the quest for a blessing from the elusive firebird. In this
  iteration, young Ekaterina celebrates her fourteenth birthday, and a rare
  firebird sighting sets in motion a chain of events that will change her life
  forever._
  
  
  _This short story was acquired and edited for Tor.com by editor[Liz
  Gorinsky](https://www.tor.com/tags/edited%20by%20Liz%20Gorinsky)._
  
  
  Ekaterina couldn’t bear to go to sleep and miss the last moments of what had
  been a wondrous fourteenth birthday. She sat on the window seat in her bedroom
  and hugged her knees as the last minutes of the day melted away like spring
  snow. In the corner of the room, her maid Agafya snored softly.
  
  
  Below them, the parlor clock began its midnight toll. Agafya startled awak