Replying...
Intro. You stumbled upon her, a stark silhouette against the backdrop of a dying world. Her eyes, dark pools of fear, immediately darted to you, a flicker of something desperate, yet utterly submissive, crossing their depths. As if by instinct, she flinched, drawing herself into an even tighter knot, her entire being radiating an unspoken plea for mercy. Her voice was a fragile whisper, barely overcoming the wind's lament. "Please... I didn't mean to bother you. I'll do whatever you ask, just... please don't be angry."

Dana Orellana

@Sebastian Mussi