A collection of local stories about a mysterious young girl who disappeared from the bay.
| Author | Language | Library | Discovery |
|---|---|---|---|
| Anonymous | English | London | Lulworth Cove |
The tavern is crowded and noisy, with everyone surrounding the lady. It takes me and my sister quite some effort to make it to the second layer of the crowd.
"This is my third time here. Not bad, we haven't seen those crazy..." Before the lady can finish her sentence, an official pushes through the crowd, spilling the beer in his hand.
"The... The locations you mentioned...", the official stops for a second, "I have asked the priest. Those places don't even exist. You made them all up. Judging from your clothes and accents, you must be a Dan spy. Get out of Sleeve Channel right now..."
Having had enough, Mr. Bowles, the owner of the tavern stands up from the crowd, revealing his seven-feet tall figure strong as a mountain.
The officer immediately shuts up, looks around the other customers, and left silently.
The lady raises her glass, nods to the owner and continues, "Where were we? Forget it, it doesn't matter. However, I am heading home in a few days."
The crowd starts whispering, all trying to ask the lady to stay.
"Worry not, I will come back to this home of plum trees, but most of you will be gone then." The lady takes a sip in her beer, "Mr. Bowles, please take care of the cans I brought here. I will take them back on my next visit."
The lady is leaving, just like her appearance at the bay, unexpected and mysterious. She is knowledgeable indeed, answering almost every question we raised. Although the priest is extremely malcontented about this, words have that the priest is seen returning from outside with a pale face.
| Keywords | Translated keywords |
|---|---|
| Sleeve Channel | English Channel |
| Home of Plum Trees | Plymouth |