I knew it wasn’t real jade, no matter what the vendor said. Real jade comes at a price. But it was pretty and I don’t need a label to enjoy things. I would like to have real jade but for now, I treasure the bracelet from the market.
She saw the jade statue in the window of an abandoned shop. It was of Kuan Am, the Boddhisattva of compassion, and it seemed like the right object for this time and place. It stared out over the ruined forest and the burned houses.
I knew it wasn’t real jade, no matter what the vendor said. Real jade comes at a price. But it was pretty and I don’t need a label to enjoy things. I would like to have real jade but for now, I treasure the bracelet from the market.
She saw the jade statue in the window of an abandoned shop. It was of Kuan Am, the Boddhisattva of compassion, and it seemed like the right object for this time and place. It stared out over the ruined forest and the burned houses.