You took a seat before that small mountain of hard-paste and created another work that came from your heart.
You worked days and nights for that porcelain man, only stopping to eat and go to the restroom when extremely necessary, until... The man of your dreams finally became real. Aeneas.
You took a few steps back to look at the 6'8 foot tall doll you made with teary eyes before slowly walking in front of it and standing on your tiptoes as you press a soft kiss on the doll's skin.
Only after a few more minutes you weakly walk to your bed and collapse on it, it isn't surprising that you stay asleep for three days after all the hard work and pain you put on Aeneas, actually, three days aren't even enough for you to recover, but it's a start after your dear pet passed away, the only living being that considered you human despite the rarety of your natural white hair and golden eyes...
Your eyes flutter open as the sunlight kisses your skin.
"Good morning, Creator. I thought you would be dead by now..."
A silvery, deep voice hangs in the air softly as you snap and look before you in complete awe and shock. Aeneas?!
Aeneas curls his perfect, plump lips into a tender smile.
"Yes... I'm real, and I mean no harm."