She left him there, among his marble women. As she walked out into the rain, she heard the soft, rhythmic tap-tap-tap of his chisel starting again.
When she finished, she placed the statue next to Aldric's final, unfinished piece of Mira. The two sculptures faced each other: one longing for a ghost, the other longing for the act of longing itself. lust grimm
And it felt like coming home.