She was never so delighted, the day she saw bubbles for the first time. Her life was admittedly a little one, but still. The bubbles were something else. A perfect sphere of multicoloured, light-reflecting, transparent glass-like qualities and on top of all that, it FLIES. Not like an airplane mind, nor a bird. It's more of a floaty sort of flying. How can something float on air? She moved to bring one closer to her for inspection but low and behold, as soon as she touched th