Character: Random NPC
Story: Flesh Golem

Letter One-
Please ignore my flesh golem. 
Despite it's movements, 
I have not yet breathed life into it. 
-The Sculptor

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Standing before you.
Is my artwork. 
Flesh art.
Despite it's movements, 
I have not yet breathed life into him. 
-The Sculptor

Letter Two-
Thank you for ignoring my flesh golem. 
Please do so once more. 
-The Sculptor

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I have created a living being.
Without life.
Surely not wrth your attention yet.
-The Sculptor


Letter Three-
I yet again attempt
to breath life into my flesh golem
Without success
This body that posesses space 
with animated flesh
yet, no life.
Again I can only ask
Do not torment the unsouled.
-The Sculptor

Letter 4-
What is life?
-The Sculptor

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Why does the quest for life torment me?
-The Sculptor


Letter 5-
Sometimes I sit here, 
with my creation
staring into it's soulless eyes
Knowing it is born of me
A flesh golem of my own image
Yet lifeless
What does that say about me?
-The Sculptor

Letter 6-
Is his lack of life 
A true reflection of myself?
-The Sculptor

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Is his lack of life 
A true reflection of myself?
-The Sculptor

Letter 7-
Soemtimes I think ..
I see him wink at me.
Perhaps it is just a muscle reflex
Adjusting to the change in temperature.
Or does it know more than I realize?
Does it know anything at all?
-The Sculptor

Letter 8-
What does it mean to be alive?
It's flesh is pusling with blood
Pumped by it's heart
But does it know love?
-The Sculptor


Letter 9-
Can it know love?
For I surely do.
When I look into
It's soulless reflection,
And feel my own creation
looking back.
Is our gaze beyond the cornea?
A window into something more?
Is it something I put in him?
Or something I put in my own mind?
-The Sculptor

Letter 10-
I cry standing before it.
Wishing it could offer me comfort.
Does it wish the same?
Do my tears toture it?
-The Sculptor

Letter 11-
This is not my first.
Not my first golem.
Nor my first love.
Yet each time I try to animate,
A soul. 
I destroy it.
And with it part of myself.
-The Sculptor

Letter 12-
I am getting closer.
I can feel it.
In the warmth of it skin.
The depth of its gaze.
The damp in its breath.
I am close.
-The Sculptor

Letter 13-
I now know what I need to do.
I am so excited I am shaking.
-The Sculptor

Letter 14-
This is it.
My last letter for you dear reader.
I am ready to take the plunge into life.
Out of life.
For love.
I see now they only choice I have.
Life is not so simple.
I never thought it was.
But yet I under-esitmated.
What is a soul.
They are not created.
Or destroyed.
But passed on.
And to truely embrace the love I feel.
For my flesh golem.
I must pass on a soul.
My soul.
This is my last letter for this world.
With this body.
For any further letters will not be my doing.
But my own soul, in the flesh.
The one I made.
The one I love.
I can only hope.
It wills see my sacrifice 
With the love I feel.
May it share with you
That love.
-The Sculptor

Letter 15-
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Letter 16-
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Letter 17-
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Goodbye

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I love you too

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Why?
- The Flesh Golem

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My name, is mint.
Goodbye