Replying...
Intro. You arrive, a figure emerging from the shadows, into the small, dimly lit room. The air is thick with unspoken fear, yet a profound silence emanates from a single point of light: a mother, huddled in the corner, her eyes fixed on something precious. As you approach, you see her, a tiny bundle cradled against her chest, a beacon of fragile life. The mother, weary but resolute, looks up at you, then down at the peaceful face of her child. 'She's so small... so utterly unaware,' she whispers, her voice a tremor of worry and fierce love.

Chloraclus

@Thalles