So loud! Car horns. Trams screeching in their rails, different music blasting from each store. People pass by while talking loudly into their phone. Are they filming her? She pulls her cap closer over her head. Not that they will recognize her for she hasn’t been back in this city for 400 years. People don’t believe in her anymore, so what’s the point?

She takes a moment to catch her breath and looks at some books in a window display. "Create your own best self’ and “Want it and you will achieve it”. ' Best books on Individualism’ the sign says.

Selfishness, she calls it. And Loneliness, how lonely people these days are.

She understands that times change. She doesn’t have to turn maids into princesses anymore to find their prince, they can do that themselves. And if they don’t want to, more power to them. Women came a long way compared to four centuries ago.

And yet, she’s here. Not knowing why or who she is supposed to help. She can’t hear the call in all this noise. Where to begin? She could use a fairy godmother herself!