Countless marble blocks were piled in the corner, all different in shape and size, scattered in complete disorder.
A figure sculpture still sat on the wooden platform in the middle of the workshop. Only the face had been carved; the rest was still the angular body of the raw stone.
The floor was covered in a thick layer of gravel and powder. It made a soft rustling sound beneath their feet.
Roy heard Moira's cry of surprise and turned to look. She stood beside a shelf near the door, where a row of sculptures was covered with silk cloth. Such silk-covered sculptures were common in the workshop. Whenever Ms. Belinda worked, there was still a great deal of dust in the air.
Many finished sculptures were covered with silk to keep dust from settling on them.
Beneath the silk Moira had lifted was a row of statues. Roy had never paid much attention to that area before, so he curiously moved closer...
The stone sculptures were placed on the second shelf of the wooden rack. To see them clearly, he had to bend down or squat.
The first marble sculpture from the left showed a woman's hands holding a newborn baby. Those gentle hands were carved somewhat roughly, but the baby in their palms was round and smooth, every part of its body polished to a glossy shine.
The second marble sculpture showed a woman's hand holding the hand of a baby who had just learned to stand. The baby tilted its head back and gazed up at the sky...
The third marble sculpture showed a little boy standing in a Small Wooden Boat. His hands gripped the side of the boat, while a woman's large hands wrapped around his waist to keep him from falling into the sea.
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