Memories, tears...

The memories that the wind took, that Hope stole back from the night, held significant sorrow. Her wings were heavy with lost dreams, names of loves that came and went, friends hearts who became too distant to reach, lost time where second chances were given but pushed aside, and risks that were never taken. A life laced with tears.

Why had the mask of happiness been worn so often? Hope knew why this child cried even when she appeared to be laughing - she was put on this earth to make others happy. She has carried so many tears of others in her heart, those of which gave her great strength, to continue living. For her to sustain her life, she brought comfort, warm embraces, laughter, and enlightenment to those who knew her. Yet, she cried almost every moment of her life, feeling as there was no one to share her own tears with.

Hope knew of the lost child, the divorces, loss of family and friends, and the impact of all on this tender heart. She is so much stronger than she feels at this point in her life. However, right now, the Well had taken hold and bound her.

Hope asked Aura Luna to shed some light onto the tears of this child. She knew that Aura Luna wept for her as well. With the light on the child's face, her tears became prism like, as they fell from her eyes. Hope watched them glisten as they fell deep into the well, as her own tears danced among those of the child.