''A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no
lies or pain, there lived a Princess who dreamed of the human world. She
dreamed of blue skies, soft breeze, and sunshine. One day, eluding her
keepers, the Princess escaped. Once outside, the brightness blinded her
and erased every trace of the past from her memory. She forgot who she
was and where she came from. Her body suffered cold, sickness, and pain.
Eventually, she died. However, her father, the King, always knew that
the Princess’ soul would return, perhaps in another body, in another
place, at another time. And he would wait for her, until he drew his
last breath, until the world stopped turning… '' Pan’s Labyrinth.