All they ever wanted was to be useful to someone, somewhere in the world. They were tired of being told to go away, or that their talents were so obscure that no one would ever need them.
They needed to be needed, so they slept while they waited. They slept until someone with a cunningly kind mind woke them from their ennui, and gave them a purpose.
And in the end, even they realise that they weren’t made for the sake of just one person, and so they taste what it’s like to have dreams and finally be given the hope to pursue them.