“Come to me across the worn-out track of age,through the gates of death. For dreams fade, hopes fail, the fathered fruits of the year decay, but I am the eternal truth, and you shall meet me again and again in your voyage of life from shore to shore.” 缓慢柔和的英文从小女孩的嘴里吐出,温柔的声音似乎反应出其主人的性格也是同样的温柔。