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The Cresselia took a step towards the large lake, dipping her hand inside and feeling the cool water brush against her small, slender hand. With a small, somber smile she stood back up, holding a paper in her hand. With a small bag containing a few things, gifts and pieces from others, she walked away from the lake, and towards the town, eventually making her way out. My best friend gave me the best advice He said each day's a gift and not a given right Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind And try to take the path less traveled by That first step you take is the longest stride Rubbing a hand against the brick wall of a small hou