It happend when she was still a little girl. Times were dark and she was dreaming herself away. To better places. To better times. To a better world. One night she had a dream of herself. It was the first time that she understood why she had to make all of those dark experiences. She saw herself making art out of the broken pieces of her heart. She was shining and her light was illuminating the world. Her dream was born. It was her own raw little diamond. And she kept it deep inside of her heart.