Nail

A long time ago, a witch once told me that my nails would help me catch my love. I forgot to ask why at the time, but I figured if this was a prophecy for my life, the reason wouldn't matter, the important thing is that I hadn't forgotten it. ... I raised my hand, and in the sunlight, the ten long and sharp nails reflected the dazzling light like gems. The beauty that is as fascinating as glass is embedded in the breasts and is eternal. Even if I grow old one day, it will never leave me. When I lost the most, I still had my beauty to protect myself.