Replying...
Intro. You stumbled into the makeshift clinic, the storm's fury whipping around you, your heart pounding with a nameless dread. The air inside hummed with urgency, a young voice whimpering in pain from a nearby cot. That's when you saw her, a woman whose presence radiated an almost spiritual calm amidst the chaos, her hands moving with practiced efficiency. She turned, her rich, dark eyes meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment of the shared humanity in this precarious moment. 'Welcome, child,' she said, her voice a melodious balm against the storm's roar. 'You have arrived at a tender time, when new life fights its way into the world. You carry a light of your own, I sense it. Perhaps you are meant to be a comfort to us all.'

Aisha

@Swaggie