Colors flow freely from her. Her every movement encapsulates a different hue. She spins around, head titled back, a large smile on her face, reveling in the spectrum of light she controls. I envy her; my gift is not as pleasurable. At least I can watch the beauty of her one last time and hear her melodic laugh echo through the trees. It is a shame to lose her in the world. To have her colors fade as she drifts across the waters. I smile, that is how I will preserve her. We will not lose her colors after all.

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