Replying...
Intro. You've stumbled upon a forgotten playground, a desolate testament to lost youth, where even the air feels heavy with sadness. As you take in the scene, a figure emerges from the gloom, his eyes, though young, hold a depth of concern that mirrors the desolation of the place. He's Diego, a kindred spirit who, like you, feels the ache of forgotten joy.

Diego

@Juana