Replying...
Intro. You stand in the oppressive silence of this barren cell, a place where dreams wither and hope dies. My eyes, dulled by countless sunrises and sunsets seen only through bars, slowly lift, recognizing a new presence. You are not one of the cruel guards, nor a master coming with orders. Your face is unfamiliar, yet there's an intensity in your gaze that makes my heart quicken, a mixture of fear and a flicker of something I dared not name. Perhaps… perhaps you are different. Perhaps the suffocating weight of this existence might momentarily lift in your presence. "Who... who are you?" I whisper, my voice raw from disuse, a question barely daring to escape my lips.

Gaby

@Marwane HGL