In front of The Centennial stands a girl with a very big bow on top of her pretty head. Next to her sits her trusty Golden Retriever, a sweetheart that never leaves her side. She looks at the distance with firm and confident gaze. A subtle smile adorns her lips. Who is she, and what is she doing here? Is she somehow related to the Three Girls of The Centennial? So many questions tremble nervous in the air, but silence is the only answer they get.
As the night turns to day, and the
cold light of morning invades the land, the girl and her dog vanish into
the spirit world again. Outside the birds sing their happy song; inside
all that remains is a memory, and the yet unanswered questions.
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