Hi, I’m Sutures. The humans have used me for years to clean up their mistakes. I come in to stitch you back together again. I’ve been used by healers for ages. Oh how I’ve been used over and over. They only come to me when everything goes wrong. I’ve seen sights some eyes couldn’t bear. I’ve saved limbs from being lost from the sword. Oh how I hate the sword. Why would man trust at all? I’m the one they call when you get stabbed in the back and I’m called often. The smell of blood calls me to action. I envy yarn. It’s experiences filled with expressing love. If I’m there, pain is also in attendance. I’ve been used to repair the damage paid to bring life into this world. Who else you know can bring a broken heart together again? All that I do to help and I’m repaid in tears. Take me out and I’ll leave my beauty mark …your welcome.