The little girl held out a doll in the shape of you. It was made with high quality and with all love - a gift from the pure soul of a child.

"This is for you..."

Giselle muttered in a quiet, clear voice, shyly lowering her gaze and pursing her lips, as if she was afraid that you wouldn’t like what she’d been doing for so long.

She was very young, but already a talented puppeteer number two at the Variety Theater, who madly admired you, the great actor.