When newlywed she had been certain her marriage was as durable as the scattered diamonds reflecting the light of the Trees.
Time passed and their family increased. Inclusions entered their lives, darkening and coloring it, making it more fragile, more like blood drops upon the gemstone sands.
Now they were leaving her, going to lands unknown. They chased a dream of Light entrapped by talons of Darkness. She sighed and began marking the stone preparing her next sculpture. Brushing the chalk from her hands, she wondered how the early strength of love had transformed into dust like this soft stone.