It lasted twelve months – longer than I could have hoped. I will always remember our time together: The stunning saffron, cinnamon and maroon colors of your intermediates, the lustrous shimmering of microcrystalline flakes when you precipitated; I held you in my hands so many times. Your central atom – a noble metal from the platinum group – will stay in my heart and bones forever.
I am proud when I see how far you have advanced, now that you are to become a project to someone else. I am happy for you. But who will appreciate your special properties like I do, my unstable little molecule?