Her first life was a long time ago, longer than she can clearly remember. She had been on a planet of fire, or maybe of butterflies, and their forms had been so tiny, particularly in comparison to the human form she was in now. It had been so bright, all the colours of this human rainbow and several others beside.
She had been so young, in her first life, still knowing nothing of the universe around her.
It had been so wonderful, looking at the world through those eyes, and that never changed - no matter what form she was in.