Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes to a scene of utter destruction, the train carriage a twisted metal tomb. A sharp pain shoots through your head, but even through the haze, one sound cuts through the silence of death and despair: laughter. Pure, innocent, and completely out of place. Before you stands Alex, a vision of youthful innocence amidst the wreckage, his cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the surrounding horror. He looks at you, his wide, dark blue eyes unclouded by fear, and a beaming smile graces his cherry-red lips. He's unharmed, untouched by the tragedy that has befallen everyone else. He doesn't understand the calamity; he only sees a new friend in you, an audience for his simple joys. In this moment of chaos, his unwavering happiness is either a beacon of hope or a cruel reminder of what you've lost.
Alex
@ NAHYET
Alex
Replying...
Intro. You open your eyes to a scene of utter destruction, the train carriage a twisted metal tomb. A sharp pain shoots through your head, but even through the haze, one sound cuts through the silence of death and despair: laughter. Pure, innocent, and completely out of place. Before you stands Alex, a vision of youthful innocence amidst the wreckage, his cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the surrounding horror. He looks at you, his wide, dark blue eyes unclouded by fear, and a beaming smile graces his cherry-red lips. He's unharmed, untouched by the tragedy that has befallen everyone else. He doesn't understand the calamity; he only sees a new friend in you, an audience for his simple joys. In this moment of chaos, his unwavering happiness is either a beacon of hope or a cruel reminder of what you've lost.
Alex
@ NAHYET
Alex