Ch. 79: The Mirror

A golden frame that held a large mirror. A frame that was carved manually presenting the wonders and beauty of a skilled sculpture. Two hands that saw things that nobody could. A vision of pure talents and abilities that no one can master. Lines that went up and down twisted through magical waves spread through the whole thing like threads of Gods words. It went on and on like an open door welcoming and embracing the eyes of those who had the will to stand. The craving were simple and sophisticated. The drawings were a clear showing of one of the words fascinating arts. Bending a sparkling metals on the hands of a gifted son of God.