Adaptation of Medea: The Sculpture

A master piece. Perfection. I am the product of hands of greatness. Hands that can bend you and break
you by a single touch. Hands that have that have the power of gods and beauty of spring. Hands that
are now broke. Hands that were once united, now torn apart by each other. One of a kind art like me
cannot be reproduced. I am an art of special origin. My details, my grooves, my meaning, it tells a story.
A story that few can understand. I was what Jason thought was not good enough I hope Medea is loyal
to her creation. Me being one of them of course.