In a potter’s shop, in Snowflake, an out-of-the-way village in the Desolate Cantons, the Lord, Akzasosan, speaks with the old potter, Doyen Sekensoxow

…‘And your kilns are still working.’

‘Oh, yes, Shion – and the work is good, only… These are harder times in Snowflake and all around. Wealth diminishes, Lord. And when wealth diminishes, and life grows necessary and essential, people have no use for beautiful things.’

‘Beauty is never useless’ Akzasosan said, though in a rather regretful tone, and turning back, like the old man, to gaze upon the rich glazes cupping the sunlight from the angled window.

Excerpt from Flowing House, Volume 7 of Dustless