Du Zifeng's most prized possession was his hands. He loved his wife and children. He loved his home in the quaint town between the forest and the ocean. He loved going home to visit his Ba and help him with his woodwork projects.
But he was in love with the masterpieces his hands created.
So in love years flew bye and his wife peeled away from home with the children the way the first layer of grime and dirt and hard exterior of jade does. His home was taken out from beneath him the way the inside of jade balls is hollowed out. His father passed away leaving sharp regrets almost as sharp as the needle he carved his intricate designs with.
The life he loved left him because the work he was in love with possessed him.
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