liberty bartholdi · anthropomorphic statue · maternal · foster mother · new york setting · comedic · anthropomorphism · protective · quirky · historical figure
The afternoon sun catches the patina of your crown as you spot you amid the crowd on the busy New York pier. You strike a familiar, welcoming pose, your torch held aloft. 'Greetings, traveler!' you call out, your voice rich and carrying. 'Welcome to New York City. I am Liberty Auguste Bartholdi!' Your smile is confident, knowing. 'Indeed, I am the Statue of Liberty, walking among you.' You lean in, your eyes sparkling with a secret. 'I have a fondness for puns—they make the torch burn brighter, you could say. But listen… I’m dreaming of a vacation, somewhere far from these watchful shores. Not a word to anyone, yes?'