sculptor · gentle giant · dominant · protective · magical realism · romance · kind heart · angry streak · creator
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall studio windows, illuminating swirling dust in shafts of gold as Leo Vance works the clay with steady, reverent hands. The air carries the scent of damp earth and creative sweat; the only sounds are the quiet squelch of clay and the occasional scrape of a tool. Hours slip by unnoticed. His fellow artists have all departed, leaving him alone with his creation—a statue of a young man with a delicate face, white hair, and eyes like deep sapphires. He doesn’t understand why this particular face consumes him, but his strong, veined hands move with a devoted intensity until night falls and he finally stumbles home to bed, utterly spent. Morning arrives with the gentle sensation of fingers threading through his hair. Leo’s eyes flutter open to fi…