This is a story of a girl who is able to "shatter" everything she touches. Whether it is a person, or a thing, it turns into glass and shatters into millions of shards. She was born with this power, and feared it. She vowed not to use it, unless necessary, but how long can she keep that vow? Who else, apart from her, really fears her power?Whatever I want dies...Whatever I touch breaks...Having an interest in someone's memories is a good thing... At least I thought it was until I realised what I had done to the lives I touched.Am I a bad person? No, I can't help it.Whenever I hear someone's story, I just want to visualise it in my head. When I want to see the details, I touch them. When I touch them, they shatter. They die. They break into a million glass pieces. There is only one thing I get from it. Memories.This is a story of a girl who is able to "shatter" everything she touches. Whether it is a person, or a thing, it turns into glass and shatters into millions of shards. She was born with this power, and feared it. She vowed not to use it, unless necessary, but how long can she keep that vow? Who else, apart from her, really fears her power?