Obsessions woven like the rainbow's fish grace, rare treasures, metal fish, beneath the azure rock and the cerulean sky, they shine and shine, objects of wonder and a chain thread connecting each time and space, objects held magic when we were younger, we could gaze for hours to one thing, create stories, friendships, and dreams about them, we still do that as adults, don't we? when we go shopping for a special event or friend, so in treasures we gather, from childhood's secrets to life's thresholds...