The morning was bright, and they were as free as birds. It was as if they had not realized it until this moment. Everything that had been so heavy and hard in recent days was now behind them; they were going to forget it; they never wanted to think of it again.
- Ronja, – said Birk. – Do you realize how we are free? So free that I want roar with laughter!
- Yeah, and it’s all around – our kingdom, – said Ronja. – No one can take it away from us or drive us out.
Astrid Lindgren. Ronia the Robber’s Daughter (Ronja rövardotter)