The silver tears fell from the girl's face as she leant over the smooth lake. She could see shining stars reflected, and they reminded her of hope.
Because did they not tell you that stars were a sign of the future, of everything that could be? She pondered for a moment, but her grief was too much, and she could not hold it at bay for any longer.
Brushing away the tiny silver droplet angrily, she stared down at herself. No, I will not cry. I will cry no longer!
And yet her tears fell to meet the stars that waited for them.
The next colour will be: Platinum