Countless Minds
The world shifted dramatically in colour, right before her eyes. One second it was bleak, grey and cold, the next it was a sparkling vista. For a very short moment she saw clouds, radiating effervescent purple glows, engulf the sky and then disappear to reveal an impossible blue. As if they were blown away just as everything on the ground had all that time ago. Her numbness transitioned suddenly into dichotomous feeling; her grey eyes rolled back into whites; her chemicals struck her with more colour than the sky could possibly depict. Her heart palpitated furiously to cope with the influx. Love, grief, hope and anger all hit her at once, coalescing into absolute confusion. Sounds of her mother’s laughter reverberated through her soothingly. She whimpered, smiled, cried and clutched harder, with both hands, onto the golden heart-shaped locket. Young Luna was in ecstasy as her emotions rushed to settle back into their native home. A few moments passed before her irises, holding pupils in minuscule state, returned, revealing their natural colour: the deepest blue with instances of fork-lightning pink.