Olivera Nikolova is the best and most well-known Macedonian female prose writer. At all times, above any attempt to present her rich canon has towered the imperative of duality, of two previously drawn lines for writing a potential work of criticism or readership: a line of children’s and a line of adult literary creation. Today, when this authoress has already piled a large number of titles, awards, literary successes,… the presentation of any of her works, of almost any of her “authorial lines”, should most certainly first begin with erasure of these two overemphasised lines, and then, on a blank sheet (without lines, squares…), on a sheet where lines will unite, instead of separate, continue by resorting to writing, telling, recognising, recommending, perceiving, sharing… The duality of this notable creation has thus imposed itself due to the fact that Nikolova began with and nurtured children’s literature for a long time, and only later, as an already established outstanding narrator, did she focus on adult literature. But this is only seemingly true, this is mere observation of matters, and, as the authoress herself says, observation alone cannot be (literary) truth, without “the warm hand of fantasy”. Therefore she, together with her “warm hand of fantasy”, is the best rubber for erasing the abovementioned two overemphasised lines of interpretation.