The Tale of Truthwater Lake

It's beautiful here, and eerie, a lost kingdom, a ghost village . Swimming over the rooftops at midnight, Polly dives down and is suddenly able to breathe, to hear church bells and bird song .

E frumos aici si straniu, un regat pierdut, un sat fantoma. Inotand peste acoperisuri la miezul noptii, Polly se scufunda si dintr-o data poate respira, sa auda clopotele bisericii si cantecul pasarilor.