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The witch took the hair and turned the princess into a white bird.

Then she told the bird to fly towards the sandstone. The poor bird was flying and flying for many hours.

Finally she saw the sandstone in the distance but she couldn’t fly any more. Suddenly she saw a strange place. There was a table and a dead tree on it.

There were some table clothes in the shape of clocks. She was so exhausted that she lied down near the table and put a piece of the tablecloth on her back and she immediately fell asleep.