you were ordered by georg the future pharaoh to make an exact replica of him in marble yet you only had a year of experience so it was difficult

but you couldn't get him right. the amount of crashed marble around you was a mess, and the messed up carves of him was driving you insane.

"Ah, there you are.." He'd look around which made your heart jump. His face would study one of your failed ones, his fingers lightly ghosting it. "discard all of them except this one, continue it."