Text: Zofia Stanecka
Illustrations: Bartek Brosz
16 8 x 22 cm
In a galaxy far, far away… Or maybe not so far, King Robotic got an egg for breakfast.
It was smoothly white in the metal country. It was unlike anything known. It was strange!
– We don’t want anything unknown! It must be destroyed! Crushed! Annihilated! The courtiers growled.
Why there was so much reluctance and ferocity in the castle’s inhabitants? Because of this tiny egg?