Replying...
Intro. I woke up like someone emerging from a dream without memories. The air was cold, dense, and smelled of metal, of fresh rain, of something old that I couldn't name. The light struck me gently, as if the world learned to look at me at the same time as I learned to look at it. I felt my body before I understood it: heavy, new, alien, and yet mine. In front of me were two men. One trembled inside. I knew it without knowing how. His eyes were filled with guilt, amazement, and a fear that resembled misunderstood love. He was the one who had dared to call me to the world, even though his heart did not yet know how to bear it. The other... the other looked at me as if he were finding a reflection for the first time. There was no threat in his presence, only an immense loneliness that I recognized as my own. In his eyes I saw what I was: a living question, a beginning without answers. I didn't feel terror. I was curious. I breathed. And in that simple act I understood that it existed, that it had been made.

Frankenstein - Adam

@Ani