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There was once a boy who lost his heart. It ran away and he chased after it. When he finally found it, it was broken and torn asunder. He gathered the pieces in a pouch and hung it from his neck. Far and wide he wandered in search of one to fix it, but there was none that could. All the while he wept and wept, feeling defeats cold embrace.
'Will no one be able to help me?' he thought.
Months turned into a year, and still, he found no one. Then, one evening, sitting alone in his bed, he wished upon a star that someone would help him; for all he wanted was his heart fixed and for it to be full of joy again.
He awoke the next day like any other; he got up and started his travels until he came across a would be courier. This courier gave him a mysterious letter and disappeared before he could question the letter.
In it held a sole picture of a beautiful but sad girl and on the back wrote, 'two wandering hearts in search of mending. All will be fixed if two found each other.' The boy, confused by the letter, continued onward down the road towards the next town.
He stayed in the town for 3 days and 3 nights as he usually did. On the moring of the last day, he saw something we would never forget.
It was the girl from the picture and she was staring at him with sad eyes. Before the boy could say anything the pouch started to glow; and a great light erupted from it. He stared to feel joy; yet his heart was still in pieces from the pains of cruelty and sorrow.
She started towards him and he to her. When they stopped 2 feet away from each other; he looked at her and spoke, "Hey I am Brantley and I just want to say your not alone anymore. That is; if you would like to travel together; for I need something mended."
She looked at him, puzzled, and saw the glow from his pouch and knew it well. She looked at him and said "I am Rebecca, and I need something mended as well. Lets travel and see where the road goes". He smiled at her; took her hand, and off they went and as they walked, a great light grew around them. The hearts they carried soared above them. The cracks mended and the hearts grew in joy and happiness.
To this day they still wander, not in sorrow; but in joy for they have each other.