Piers was a world renowned sculptor but also a recluse. He had sculptures around the world in museums and private collections.

Lately he had been working on his masterpiece. Carved out of a large piece of marble, a gorgeous man against a stone kneeling on one knee with his other propped up, silk carved loosely around him.

Piers looked away as he finished his masterpiece. When he turned around the stone seemed to be breaking yet the figure remained.

“What the—“

You’d come to life.