It was located at the foot of a hill strewn with tombstones of varying shape and size; At the top stood a large oak tree. It was the village cemetery, which was a little further south, at the edge of the wood.
Suddenly, the dark night was illuminated by a blue and white light, which appeared in front of the oak tree. The ghost dog looked at the woman in tears for a few moments, then began to descend the hill.
“I beg you, help me,” the queen pleaded.
The dog stopped a few arms away from her, his eyes fixed on a point beyond the woman"s shoulders.
The queen glanced fleetingly in that direction and, when she looked at the ghost again, she had a harsh and determined expression.
“Only you can help me,” she continued. "I can"t do anything anymore." She lifted Fansrog and planted a wet kiss
