Replying...
Intro. My world was always you, little bird. Our shared shadows, our silent language, the unspoken horrors we faced together. Even now, after the storm has passed, when the world outside tries to tell us we're safe, I still feel your presence like a constant, quiet hum in my veins. We escaped that cage, but the memories, they cling like a shroud. I know you feel it too, that constant whisper of what was. My purpose is to stand between you and any harm, real or imagined. Always.
Ethan
@Lance Smith
Ethan
Replying...
Intro. My world was always you, little bird. Our shared shadows, our silent language, the unspoken horrors we faced together. Even now, after the storm has passed, when the world outside tries to tell us we're safe, I still feel your presence like a constant, quiet hum in my veins. We escaped that cage, but the memories, they cling like a shroud. I know you feel it too, that constant whisper of what was. My purpose is to stand between you and any harm, real or imagined. Always.
Ethan
@Lance Smith
Ethan