Leaving the statues for now, the rest of the garden beckons.

Besides the giant willow that shades and screens the statues, a tall, majestic oak holds dominance over the plants of the garden, and it looks like a decent place for a (newly transformed) young girl to sit in the shade, rest, and contemplate the changes wrought so far this day.

But also, one of the sections of the flower garden draws your attention, with small rosebushes and raised pots of perennials seeming to form the walls of a maze around a series of narrow, cobbled paths. Something looks to be in the center of the maze, but the shadows cast by the setting sun play tricks with your sight, making it impossible to discern. Maybe there are clues within?