"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Sun was going to down. Drumbeats spread out in field. A drummer was going on the way to home. He strode passed a pond which was beside the way. "Oh! Beautiful!", he said, picking up a piece of cloth left on the shore. He put it in his pocket then left, kept beating and going. He came home and forgot the thing he had picked. Therefore, he went to bed and was going to sleep. "Drummer! Drummer! Wake up!" Some one was calling him in very light prety voice as like she was whispering. It's so dark he didn't see exactly what's it what he saw was something blurred white above his face. "What do you want?" he asked. "Please return my clothes." said the white shadow, "You took it on the shore." "Right!" he said, "I will give it to you but - Who are you?" "I am a princess, a bewwitched princess who's chained by an evil witch to live in Glass mountain. Today, I
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