She had waited for this moment for a very long time, but now that it had past, the brief joy she felt immediately vanished. “Tsk… why must these moments pass in the blink of an eye?” she murmured to herself. Pacing around her room in circles she tried to figure out what to do next. “It will be long before I have a moment of enjoyment again…What shall I do? What shall I do?” The shattered shards of glass lying on the floor still created the sparkling colours, but these colours were of a different kind. She was fed up.
She circled her room once again. The moon was reflecting its stolen light onto her sombre face. A star was shooting through the night sky, but she knew it wasn’t star, it was just our minds sentimentalizing a falling rock in space. That one question was never answered. It’s bothered her for a long time. But she has an eternity to get it right.