(Prompt: "The pile of shattered glass sparkled like glitter in the early morning sun."  "They worshiped the stars. It was a reminder that they were not alone." -Courtesy of http://yetmoreprompts.tumblr.com/ ) Haneul stood where the shattered glass had laid. He stared at them, what had happened to him? To them?  If he couldn't grasp himself, how could he grasp others? Take care of them? Love them? He cursed himself and walked away. He wasn't able to love again. If he could get