He came back.
She was arranging a floral arch for a wedding in her shop. She looked up, startled at first, then a smile bloomed on her face.
Leo didn't hesitate this time. He walked over and handed her a small, carved stone. It was the first piece he had ever created for her—a small cup, imperfect in its shape, yet carrying the entirety of his sincerity.
"I want to stop being just a sculptor of stone," he said. "I want to learn how to become a sculptor of emotion."
She smiled, her eyes slightly red-rimmed.
In that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of contentment, as if he had finally drunk from the long-awaited sweet nectar.
The Nine of Cups, the wish fulfilled, wasn't granted by an external force but because he finally had the courage to acknowledge and to give.
【Echo from the Mirror】
What is your true wish? Is it an external achievement or an inner warmth? The moment you dare to express your genuine longing, your wish is already halfway to being fulfilled.