Bodies that hold souls. That's what I see. Their bodies and faces trailmaps of who they are, where they are going. And the souls... they are valuable beyond my comprehension.
It's like when I found out that just one tiny speck in the night sky held 10,000 galaxies, each holding billions of stars. Suns, just like our own. And a billion! Like a box inside a box inside a box inside a box.
Well that's how I feel about the depth and fluidity of these girls' souls. It shrugs off human description and leaves me panicked to find ways to explain.
I will hold fast and tight to the ones I love. Their importance reaches past my understanding.