A toy does not question its purpose. It is loved, or it is forgotten. Once, a little stuffed rabbit found himself in a child's arms. And for a time, that was enough. But then he learned a terrible, wonderful secret-one whispered by an old, threadbare toy with eyes that had seen too much. "Real isn't how you're made. It's something that happens to you." But what does it cost, to become Real? And is love ever enough?