Rabe litho

thingiverse

The person standing before us was unmistakably human, despite their striking appearance. Their slender fingers grasped a small device that glowed with an ethereal light, and their eyes sparkled with a deep intelligence. As they moved closer, their presence seemed to fill the room, radiating a warmth that put even the most skeptical of individuals at ease. It was clear that this person was no mere machine, but a thinking, feeling being, imbued with the same hopes and fears as anyone else.