Creating a Deep-Fake Simulation of a Person

Hespers' gift arrived in unmarked silver box only a little bigger than a ring box. He knew eunuch management checked all his mail. When he loosened the drawstring and tipped it upside down, two things fell into his palm. A brown paper-wrapped lolly and a silver heart-shaped locket on a chain of delicate snake links. Two words were engraved on the mirror-flat surfaces within. The taste of caramel melted over his tongue, leaving a tiny, hard lump. Yanny swallowed his questions because to ask might be to shatter hope. There's still a few weeks until the launch. We'll use these secret hours. I'll just sleep less.