Elizabeth cries for 30 seconds, only to stand tall while evaporating into the wind, echoing out all of the negative thoughts and burdens she’s had to carry for a long time, her silence… was the deadliest anger, the resentment she couldn’t show due to a bigger heart that she herself calls a ‘fault’ not a ‘blessing’. The release of a new birth strengthens her locic and reasoning once again, her jouney is now the sunrises emotional peak.
Her tears flutter and sparkle, shining bright as the sun sets from afar, that a fallen dream that can only be reached by her affitinity, giving not only peace for thought, but rather a collective attribute that we can always be better than our best versions. Even if change comes with uncomfortableness, we can’t shy away from taking the next steps in life, or else it will come back to bite us due to second-guessing. Her collective aspirations gave new meanings to the pain and unceartinies, a quiet whisper.
Elizabeth then passes on, filled with happiness rather than sadness as she floats upward, creating a rainbow that symbolizes her transition to another life, another chance. Her wings finally shift into the harmonious change that even her sick mother felt through the skyboards, the ocean waters were not immune to her new beauty in the light. Elizabeth forms her own light, demanded by the becoming of who she deemed to become with the sky in rainbows folded as a sign of initial rest and peace.