Mr. Hale let out a harsh, heartless laugh that reverberated in the cramped space. “Your grandmother was an idiot,” he stated. “She squandered the crystal’s potential by concealing it, when it could have brought her unimaginable wealth. Now, it belongs to me.”
Spread hope to every soul you encounter. Protect your mental energy by distancing yourself from those who ridicule your quiet aspirations and slowly sap your inner drive.