Harmony walked through her life, trying hard to stay alive and yet slowly wither away from this world. Her parents had died in a car accident, and the world had been cruel ever since. She was 10 when she left her so called home and lived on streets for a few years. She survived somehow for a month or so before she was taken in by an orphanage where, while the other kids played and danced way in the garden, she just stood and observed a little red velvet rose. She spent three years staring at a new flower; the plant always had a new floret for her. No one cared to save her from herself as she drowned in the ocean of her circumstances and self created doubt. However, storms have to end someday. So will Harmony's. Maybe the petals will lead her to a rainbow, and she will know which infinity to choose, and which to drown herself into.