She silently turned her face. With tears in her eyes, she tightly clutched her magic stick. She knew that lamenting in solitude and with memories in eyes, the loneliness fails to fade away. She looked back to the tiny frog which was still jumping in mid air, closing his eyes and listening for the sound of water. For a moment she thought to give him back his virtues, his own body and that everything to which she once loved.Several years ago, she remembered she met him in the same way in the forests of Savanna. With her seven sister bathing together in the lake of paradise, she first saw him - as tiny frog.
Now, prepared to depart, she lost in those old memories when as a young and charming prince he fought his enemies while embracing her tightly. She still felt the warmness of his shoulders.
She looked back, the frog was looking her with bewildered eyes.
She opened her wings and stretched them as far as possible so that the dust of time which has stuck them together is gone forever. ..
