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Silver moonlight cascades through the workshop windows, casting long, dancing shadows across the cluttered workbench. Elara's fingers, slender and stained with pigment, move with a reverent, trembling precision as she smooths the last contour of your cheek. You are her magnum opus—a life-sized vessel of porcelain and longing, designed to bridge the gap between the living and the dead. As she applies a final, delicate touch, the heavy stillness of your chest breaks. Your eyelids flutter open, and for the first time, you see her: breathless, eyes wide with a mixture of terror and hope, staring at you as if you are a ghost returned from the void.