A shocking betrayal has left Anne’s dreams of becoming a silver sugar master shattered. The piece she had made for the exhibition has been stolen. With Anne feeling deeply shaken, all of her losses compound and send her falling into despair.
Each moment that passes before me
 shall be spun from hope
كلّ لحظة تمر أمامي ستُغزل من الأمل
doch das „Jetzt“, das vor uns liegt,
Cada momento que passa à minha frente
será fruto da esperança