Morning Light Small Stationery

She was like a piece of glass covered in gray, always looking down at the edge of the crowd. Ajie flashed his light to her every day - a note at dusk, a wave in the morning. The ashes slowly fell away, and light shone through. On her graduation day, she stood in front of the volunteer team. He smiled and said, "You are already very bright, I just wiped the ashes for you." She finally looked up and saw that her own light was reflected in other people's eyes, but his ashes had not yet been wiped off.