À partir de rien (From the Scratch)

Eloise had always lived in a peaceful life as a student which reached into the peak of her teen age.
Had everyday been the same from sunrise to sundown. A day in school had always been 'fun' around her peers and schoolmates. Until she found an odd book.

"Does a person only live once, that's why they should cherish their life? or do they live everyday and die once?"

"Do you think a flower dies because it runs out of love or nutrition from someone?"

"See that rock over there? Hmmm. . . . .is it waiting for it to be crushed or should it be kept onto care?"

"Oh! Come here and wear this."

"You. . . . . . . should not look down, hmm? You're doing great, you're outstanding, you're working hard and. . . . . you look captivating."

The person's lips formed into the sweetest smile that had ever happened in her life, her irises shinning like a ruby amidst the cold weather yet a warm feeling. A moment where she could only yearn for time to stop and cherish the moment, but could only stare at the oblivion as the sun sents once again.

"à partir de rien. . . . "