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[The excitement from the beginning of summer seems to have calmed down by now, and it's a quiet, peaceful day in the Dressing Room, slightly cloudy with thirty percent chance of precipitation. But, of course, on quiet days such as these something tends to be happening if one listens close enough.
On this particular day, if one listened close enough they would hear the pitter patter of tiny feet across pavement, dirt, grass, what have you. For those willing to take the next step and look close enough, they may find a little girl in a torn dress and a crown crouched behind the nearest hiding spot, trembling.]
On this particular day, if one listened close enough they would hear the pitter patter of tiny feet across pavement, dirt, grass, what have you. For those willing to take the next step and look close enough, they may find a little girl in a torn dress and a crown crouched behind the nearest hiding spot, trembling.]