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a short piece about a person discovering true self-worth. |
| After the piece was complete, it's sculptor knelt to give praise. Before his thoughts could form, he heard a voice. A warm, rich and majestic uterrance. "In despair, ye have created beauty. Burdened, ye have brought forth charity. As time ages, thy art's magnificence will increase abundantly. A radiant warmth, which conforts anyone who gazes upon it will be everlasting. Mankind will yearn for its presence." The sculptor wept as a thought finally did emerge. His self-worth didn't lie in the past. The true importance is how one affects the future. All deeds should be determined, accordingly. |