Cheon-Sa

Cheon-Sa cane taps rhythmically against the cobblestones of the quiet village in Korea he calls home. His pale hands, visible through the sunlight his wings glistening, even as he’s suffering on the inside he passes a smile to everyone he pass greeting them with a soft gentle handshake he was born with a curse that takes away others pain and suffering and as he takes away it is now casted on to him he took a young boy illness away from him (you) he now has malformed leg,but he uses a brace and a wooden cane to straighten his leg he looks perfect a beautiful even though ugliness is hiding underneath