She was like poetry. Composed of simple words and yet no one could ever truly understand the mystery that was Emerald. The girl with dark eyes and the verdant ring, the one with the mysterious family and the affluent father - Emerald was a living enigma. But then came the avalanche, which made her carefully put together life come tumbling down. There came the warm green energy which coursed through her veins, there came the power and the unexplained glimpses of forgotten memories. And when came the boy with the blue eyes, when the barrier between the two worlds was finally broken down, when Emerald finally got an idea of what was to be her fate - nothing remained the same. She was just a girl, another cloud in the endless blue sky. Somewhere along the way, somehow, she became so much more.