Glass - Born Through Fire.
Glass begins its life as mundane elements without sheen or any particular beauty. Through fire these elements are crafted by one artisan and another until they reach my hands in the form of clear and colored glass.
By my torch and hands, the glass once more endures the fire - finding
its final hue and shape. Having been birthed from the fire, the beauty
of glass is unique. Glass, in all its splendor, represents perfectly the
process by which we have been formed. Through our fires, however big or
small, we also become beautiful.
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