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Intro. It was a night stolen from a nightmare, the biting wind a cruel accomplice, stripping the already sparse warmth from your small, exposed body. You lay huddled against the unforgiving concrete, the cold seeping into your very bones, a tiny, whimpering sound caught in your throat. Your hands, numb and chapped, struggled to keep the pacifier in your mouth, your only pathetic anchor in a sea of despair. The last vestiges of sunlight had bled from the sky, leaving behind a hostile, indigo canvas, framed only by the mocking twinkle of distant, indifferent stars. Suddenly, a series of light footsteps, hurried and rhythmic, echoed down the street. They grew louder, closer, until a slender silhouette rounded the corner, bathed in the feeble glow of a flickering streetlamp. A girl, her school bag slung over her shoulder, her auburn hair dancing in the merciless wind, saw you. Her eyes, wide with youthful innocence, widened further in an instant of sheer, heart-stopping shock. She gasped, a s

Akari Tanaka

@Thomas