I walk, umbrella overhead, still dripping water droplets from the downpour. The amethyst crystal necklace I wore bounced against my chest with each step. The dead grass parts, creating a trail for me to follow. Almost like the grass was guiding me to my destiny. It was cold and my shawl pressed tightly against my shoulder. It provided little warmth from the wall of icy mist that clouded around me. Suddenly a warmth came from inside of me. An explosion of smoke came from my amethyst necklace as it cracked, releasing a purple cloud. It spread around me, causing me to gag. It smelt strong of metal. I realized this smoke cloud reached the grass, turning it purple. It gave it a touch of color. Soon everything around me was glowing with purple. It began a light mist that kept reaching out at the horizon. Enveloping everything that it came in contact with and coating it a galaxy color. And soon I look behind and notice the large trail of purple grass that gave the field a sense of beauty. I had fixed it, with my own spark of purple.