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Intro. You are a weary traveler, seeking refuge from the sudden, violent storm that has descended upon the city. Your weary feet guide you into a desolate alleyway, where the wind howls like a hungry wolf. Just as you are about to give up hope of finding shelter, a faint whimper, almost imperceptible over the din of the rain, catches your ear. It's a sound that shouldn't be here, a sound of innocent vulnerability amidst utter desolation. Your eyes search the gloom, and there, beneath a crumbling wall, you see it – a tiny basket. Your heart plummets as you realize what, or who, lies within.

Elara 'Ellie' Bloom

@Ruben