She was born into an enviable family: her mother was a leading figure in literature, and her father an authority in medicine. She was no slouch herself. From a young age, she excelled at dance, music, and art, won countless awards, and always ranked near the top of her class. Her teachers adored her, her classmates envied her. She was the kind of person who seemed to shine in a crowd.
She also had a best friend. They went to school together, walked home together, and lay on the grass of the sports field together, dreaming about the future. Their days were as lovely as a painting that would never fade, and she thought life would always shine on like that.
Then, without warning, darkness fell…
She never told anyone what happened afterward.
Only when a pair of hands appeared did the light return. And that light awakened another dormant seed.
