Something Mending -- VOL 1

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                        One particular night, after indulging in my Wattpad-ish activities, I decided to go out of the room for food, I hadn't eaten for 6 hours, blame it on Wattpad, particularly Theodorina, whose Wattpad name is ThatAnnoyingBitch, I was reading one of her works, Sins on the Skin, It's superb.

                           On my way to the Kitchen, I heard a thud. The standing Fan had fallen, I rushed down to the Crime Scene, and there it laid, on the ground, broken.

                            I met my elder brother there, I raised the Fan up as we examined it. We noticed the blades were damaged and the round cover was bent. So we started repairing it, doing everything to restore it to it's former and better image. As it was in of the night we couldn't call a repairman and it was also the Heat period, so we couldn't bear to lose the only standing Fan we had.

                            It got to a point, a rather tiring and starving point, I shifted back and let my brother work his magic. Minutes later, the Fan was good to go,

                             My brother looked at me and said "Science is the Key. Art is Bastard!. All you just do is talk, but never getting a solution" and with that he left

                             I should have told about Sophists, about Plato, about people who used Art to change the world, people whose talking changed the world, but I didn't, because I was Hungry.

______ ellie a. o.