Enamoured by it's beauty, though she ought not to have done, she cut a petal from the Flower of Life and tucked it away in her breast pocket, as close to her heart as she could get it. With this small arch of symbolism she anticipated a profound understanding of her place in the universe. But the further away from the flower she ventured, the more the petal lost it's glow and it's strange ability to impart knowledge. To try and preserve it's fading delicate form, she encased it in copper, it was then the petal faintly spoke, 'We are now but two lost souls, and understanding is stronger not in part but as a whole.'
MATERIAL: Copper