The Hermit's Hut

By Tuula Pere

January 16^th, 2026

The Hermit's Hut

With his unique stories, author Francis tries to improve the world, but people seem to prefer fun and adventure. When his books start being used for wastepaper, the writer decides to move to the mountain to live as a hermit.

In the company of the goatherd Erasmus, Francis finds a new way to spread powerful stories to the world. There is a magical power and warmth in being together. Is that what makes the townspeople hike up the mountain to bring him wool for knitting?

Written by Tuula Pere

Illustrated by Nyamdorj Lkhaasuren

Published by Wickwick 2026:

ISBN 978-952-82-0242-4 (Hardcover)
ISBN 978-952-82-0243-1 (Softcover)
ISBN 978-952-82-0244-8 (Softcover, Premium Color)
ISBN 978-952-82-0245-5 (ePub)

44 pages

A person sits at a table by a large window, gazing thoughtfully at the cityscape outside. The table is covered with papers, books, and small objects. Outside, buildings, people, and a soccer field are visible. The scene has a whimsical, contemplative mood.

A whimsical illustration shows a hiker ascending a hill filled with white flowers, while a flock of goats frolics in a meadow where a person rests under a tree.

A bearded hermit sits by a campfire, wispy lines emerging from his head. He wears a blue hat and red sweater, holding a small object in his hands. The fire is encircled by rocks.

Elderly woman in glasses knits, gesturing to a dreamlike landscape. Whimsical figures run through striped hills under a starry night sky.

Hands wearing colorful socks reach toward a bright star. The hands emerge from a red, patterned structure against a dark backdrop.

Erakon maja (Finnish)

Kirjailija Frans yrittää parantaa maailmaa tarinoillaan, mutta ihmiset haluavat mieluummin vauhdikasta seikkailua ja keveää ilonpitoa. Fransin kirjat päätyvät paperinkeräykseen, ja kirjailija päättää muuttaa vuorelle erakoksi.

Vuohipaimen Erasmuksen seurassa hän löytää uuden tavan välittää tärkeitä tarinoita maailmaan. Yhdessä olon lämmössä on ihmeellinen voima. – Mutta miksi ihmeessä myös kaupunkilaiset alkavat vaeltaa vuorelle villalankoineen?