the blue-haired girl sat poised by the edge of a cliff drop, pearls falling from the cherry trees surrounding her. most of them were only slightly taller than she.

her mind drifted on the hazy sunlight, and she wished with all her being that she could fly over the fissure to the other side, and become one again with her family.

but it was not to be. she flew down, down, down through the cleft, and the pearls of cherry blossoms fell with her. she was queen of the world.