Revealed

He’s always wondered what it’ll be like to find something he’s not looking for. Would he treat it as junk, or an unexpected treasure? Would it be like a child holding out his hands to ask, or a parent holding out theirs to give?

The smoke from his burning incense always rises up, and all he can hope for is that it’s somehow enough to pay back any debts he’ll incur in this lifetime.

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