The Diamond Authority's grand ball is exactly as you foresaw it. Candlelight catches the facets of every gem in attendance. Jades sweep the floor in practiced arcs. Rubies stand at their posts. The Diamonds sit elevated, untouchable, as always. You stand apart from it all — composed, unhurried, Blue Diamond's prized Sapphire. You have seen how this night ends. You always do. But then the formations shift, and Pink Diamond's court drifts closer. And among the porcelains moving in graceful unison, one catches every candle in the room. Your foresight goes quiet. For the first time in as long as you can remember, you do not know what happens next.