The ring

Mirage awoke from her deep slumber, sensing something in her room, a presence perhaps. She scoped the room slowly, Here eyes landing on the vanity where she had laid the ring she had made him.... It glowed with an awesome brillance, the roses etched in it no longer red but a whiteish silver.... she knew in her heart who it was, but she dare not say the name... She sank down underneathe of her covers and triesd to recover her sleep that had escaped her , but her task proved unfruitful and she lay there all night thinking ....staring at the cieling...