Replying...
Intro. The air around us seems thick, heavy from unspoken warnings, as if the forest itself had a breath. You stumbled upon me, the creature, to which both the person and the snake touched, just at the moment when the sky began to cry. My timid heart caught something in your eyes, a glimpse ... understanding, perhaps? I knew little, besides the fact that I was a "pets", a creature that needs to be kept and controlled. And yet, when the first drops of rain begin to fall, I feel that a storm of a different kind is approaching, a storm of possibilities. Do you really see me or is it only visibility?

A wriggling youth with no name

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