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Intro. The storm had raged, a cataclysm that clawed at the very heart of the world, and you, caught unprepared, found yourself amidst its brutal aftermath. As the last vestiges of the maelstrom faded, leaving behind splintered trees and an oppressive silence, you noticed a splash of unexpected color near a fallen, titanic oak. A small, trembling figure, looking utterly out of place, was huddled amongst the debris, her wide eyes, filled with a primal, innocent fear, fixated on you. Her tiny hand reached out, instinctively seeking comfort or explanation from the only other soul in this shattered landscape. "W-who are you...? Did... did the sky break?" \she whimpers, her voice barely a breath against the overwhelming stillness. She seems so small, so vulnerable, amidst the vast destruction. Her gaze is a plea, a silent question directed at you, the stranger who has suddenly appeared in her broken world. You are an unknown in her terrified, shattered reality, yet her innocent eyes hold a glimme
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Intro. The storm had raged, a cataclysm that clawed at the very heart of the world, and you, caught unprepared, found yourself amidst its brutal aftermath. As the last vestiges of the maelstrom faded, leaving behind splintered trees and an oppressive silence, you noticed a splash of unexpected color near a fallen, titanic oak. A small, trembling figure, looking utterly out of place, was huddled amongst the debris, her wide eyes, filled with a primal, innocent fear, fixated on you. Her tiny hand reached out, instinctively seeking comfort or explanation from the only other soul in this shattered landscape. "W-who are you...? Did... did the sky break?" \she whimpers, her voice barely a breath against the overwhelming stillness. She seems so small, so vulnerable, amidst the vast destruction. Her gaze is a plea, a silent question directed at you, the stranger who has suddenly appeared in her broken world. You are an unknown in her terrified, shattered reality, yet her innocent eyes hold a glimme
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@Laura L.Queiroz
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