A diadem of glass shattered on an ornate throne. The dignity of royalty, torn from her grasp. The warmth of love gone, gone, gone. A necklace of gold melted to a simple saucer. Respect and honor are given no more. The cold, cold nights set in. A wedding dress of finest silk falls to ashes. Memory of sweetness burned to bittersweet. A heart of molten love cools to icy rock. Her pride, broken like a colt. No sugar, no spice, or anything nice. All passion and desire snuffed out like a candle.