184. Shame

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It's a shame when pretty things break, and it always broke his heart a little, too.

It was the reason he never minded creating art of his own, instead dedicating his life to restoring beautiful objects that were damaged in some way. Some would call it sad, a lack of creativity since he never made anything entirely new. Others could see the tender art in what he did, molding something a bit different from the scar tissue of artworks.

And in the end, broken human hearts became some of the art he was determined to mend. 

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