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... > The words echoed in Lizbeth's ears.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Tears streamed down her face as she stared at Lith with hollow eyes. She was so scared right now that in her blurred vision, she saw a flash of bright light, then everything went dark as if she had shut her eyes.

The darkness slowly faded and Lizbeth saw a toddler with green hair and pretty green eyes, holding the skirt of a lady whose face was cast in a shadow. The two were in a hallway of some castle.

"Momm ...

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