The House Without Windows is an imaginative child's name for the world of untouched nature - because that world is itself nothing but one clear window upon beauty, which is a child's reality.
The romantic story, printed exactly as written by a nine-year-old girl, is a clear and delicate record of discontent with ordinary pedestrian reality - with mere human parents and what they can provide. In meadows and woodland, by the sea, on the icy crags...