The soft amber colored bottle glistened with condensation and tiny white flowers slowly appeared through its cracks, displaying delicate green leaves. A girl peered down at me, her face framed by a halo of golden red hair. She smiled and tapped the bottle I was encased in. "Hello," she whispered.
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