That tennis cup had been the holy grail of her youth and she intended to treasure it full well.
The dreams of her child-self, the one who had yearned to become a champion, smiled and coddled her grown-up soul, in a moment of blissful unity.
Becoming the champion was sweet, for it had been the struggle of years. Those moments of practice had condensed into her own moment of truth, the moment she needed to chose victory and welcome the spotlight.
The road that had once stretched into a horizon undefined, had come into a focus at last. Holding the trophy, gaining the long sought title, was a fine moment to savour, yet it was also the start of a new journey into the circle of champions, to new challenges beyond.
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