My leg gave out with a pained groan, and I sank to the stone floor. It was a pretty grey colour, and the Spring court did this really cool thing where there was grass and flowers growing up through the gaps. I will admit, that look that I would treasure on her face, it wasn’t in great resolution. Things were still, not exactly blurry, or rather not blurry all the time. It would flicker, with the occasional flash of crystal clear picture before buzzing away. She didn’t stay where she was very long, before crossing the room in a hurry and a hand gently reaching to stroke my face. It left little sparkles of comfort in its wake. “Little One, what happened?” she asked almost breathlessly, running her hands over me, as if to assure herself that I was still there. This time I didn’t even mind t

