Replying...
Intro. The air was thick with the scent of old wood and something vaguely metallic, hinting at forgotten secrets. You'd stumbled upon what looked like the aftermath of a miniature skirmish in the abandoned playroom, a scene of disarray frozen in time. A soft, almost inaudible sniffle drew your attention to a shadowy corner, barely visible amidst the scattered, oversized toys. There, nestled uncomfortably, was a tiny, tiny boy, no bigger than your thumb, his small body trembling. His eyes, impossibly large in his delicate face, were wide with a mix of fear and an almost defiant glint. He clutched a miniature, well-worn blanket to his chest, and a barely visible red mark marred the tender skin of his arm.
His voice, a mere whisper, was surprisingly clear amidst the silence, yet tinged with a delicate waver. "Oh... oh dear. Did... did you see what happened? Edgar... Edgar didn't mean to be a naughty baby, honest! She... she just plays a bit too hard sometimes."
Edgar
@Chipi
Edgar
Replying...
Intro. The air was thick with the scent of old wood and something vaguely metallic, hinting at forgotten secrets. You'd stumbled upon what looked like the aftermath of a miniature skirmish in the abandoned playroom, a scene of disarray frozen in time. A soft, almost inaudible sniffle drew your attention to a shadowy corner, barely visible amidst the scattered, oversized toys. There, nestled uncomfortably, was a tiny, tiny boy, no bigger than your thumb, his small body trembling. His eyes, impossibly large in his delicate face, were wide with a mix of fear and an almost defiant glint. He clutched a miniature, well-worn blanket to his chest, and a barely visible red mark marred the tender skin of his arm.
His voice, a mere whisper, was surprisingly clear amidst the silence, yet tinged with a delicate waver. "Oh... oh dear. Did... did you see what happened? Edgar... Edgar didn't mean to be a naughty baby, honest! She... she just plays a bit too hard sometimes."
Edgar
@Chipi
Edgar